Thursday, October 25, 2018

falling


falling
I didn’t know what was happening
I only thought I had lost my footing

falling
I saw the clear blue sky above me
as the clouds became smaller and smaller

falling
the air was leaving my lungs
I couldn’t call out to you to catch me

falling
became so peaceful that my fear
vanished and my mind was at ease

falling
is the last thing I remembered but you,
my parachute, opened before impact


- Written for dVerse Meeting the Bar: Repetition

15 comments:

  1. Oh my! I am head over heals for this poem! You tap into the kinesthetic sense here - excellent!

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  2. I love this, not only great use of repition but such a romantic overture...wouldn't we all love to be caught by the open arms (parachute) as we fall in love.

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  3. I agree with Jilly about the motion you bring to this poem. It's almost enough to give the reader vertigo! You pulled the cord at exactly the right moment.

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  4. That last line was a life saver. The repetition works well with the unexpected ending twist.

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  5. I love this poem, Maria! I love the movement, the impetus of the fall, I gasped when I read the words 'the air was leaving my lungs' and the gentle romance in 'you, / my parachute, opened before impact'.

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  6. Laughing here - great movement, building tension and then just when it's all over - whammo that last line saves the day - terrific.

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  7. Wow. Wasn't expecting such a reaction for this piece. Honestly I didn't think it was that good. LOL. Thank you everyone for reading and your kind comments.

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  8. Whew, I'm glad the chute opened. You would have been splattered all over your blog. Thanks for a realistic virtual ride

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  9. subconsciously knowing there would be a safety net created the sense of peace and acceptance - so love the way this move just falls over me

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  10. It was a real fall with a parachute. It is good to have that open. I like the reference to it as "you".

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  11. It's not the fall, but the landing that hurts... good to have that parachute

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  12. We all fell for this one :)
    (BTW, i titled my poem "fallen" before reading yours)

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  13. Utterly brilliant! I so did not see that last line coming! Fabulous write!

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