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Free verse № 49143

On A Cliff

by colndodg

Member since 2003 · Posted 15 May 2003 · Edited 15 Apr 2004 · 6 comments

While standing alone on a cliff, I often wonder how deep it is. And how long I'll drop. We live so distant, so cold as ice. We are so forest for the trees. Sometimes, I stand on this cliff and leap, I jump to conclusions, I beg for forgivness I stand at the end of a cliff and pray for rain. While I stand on this cliff, I look down at clear forgotten waters, Watching waves giving in. Watching myself giving in, and falling.

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[10] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 16-May-03/4:11 AM Reply
Great work! I especially like the way you repeat the first two lines for no reason!! 10!!!!
[n/a] colndodg › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 16-May-03/3:16 PM Reply
I don't understand.
[7] Shardik 16-May-03/1:17 PM Reply
That's a twist.
[7] deleted user 15-Apr-04/10:11 AM Reply
Why do you pray for rain while standing on a cliff?
What does stanza 2 have to do with stanza 1?
Still, some good images here.
[4] horus8 15-Apr-04/11:19 AM Reply
An aluminum spoon in a hurricane. 4
[6] edpeterson 15-Apr-04/11:49 AM Reply
rife with cliche. cold as ice. forest for the trees. beg for forgiveness, pray for rain. I realize that this was probably intentional, as the whole poem is about "taking that leap" off the cliff, but still, it is hard to read so many without cringing a little. 6