A cut above

I drove to the edge of sanity
I had just enough gas to get there

Stared over that cliff
at the city lights below

Lives in the future
eating dinner on patios built of wishes

It is a long way down
but jumping is my only option

You were always my parachute
but the holes have grown from scissors you held

Slicing at the fabric of my dreams
slashing all that could have been - if we tried

And I can't - anymore
You broke my heart, but you can't break me

Reviews

[William Michael Reeves]

I was looking for a cobweb to read. The solid love you write of now, needed the loss of love to know it's truth. So you must have stepped away from the edge and repaired your sanity so the dream can catch air again.

[willweb]

Well, I had my good shoes on so I didn't want to jump and ruin them. : )
Thank you so much, sometimes the heart sings and sometimes it cries. I have heard both in my life.

[Kelly Scheppers]

"You were always my parachute
but the holes have grown from scissors you held
Slicing at the fabric of my dreams
slashing all that could have been - if we tried"


I loved how you wrote this - brilliantly!

[willweb]

Thank you again Kelly for your nice comments. I am glad you liked this one.

[Rita L. Sev]

It takes several crash landings before we learn to hold ourselves aloft... a strong piece here, Will.

[willweb]

Thank you so much for you nice comments Rita. I am happy you enjoyed this.

[Shirlena]

Yes, stand in it...stand in your determination :). I'm kidding...I'm loving seeing these words of affirmation and anthem for any hearts that's been neglected and torn. Emotive and strong.

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Shirlena for your positive comments. I am thrilled you enjoyed this one.

[Matching Socks]

At least the realization that you can't try anymore is there. :)
Well written, great poem. You connect with human emotions so well.

[willweb]

Thanks so very much. I am happy you enjoyed this one.

[s y e]

Ahh Will, I have missed reading your wonderful poetry. You speak to me on so many levels through your words and your poems are always so relatable.

Loved your metaphors in this one... You're very talented, my friend.

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Noodlehead for your nice comments. I am happy you liked this one.

[Lyn Anderson]

This poem has a lot of clever and telling metaphors. My favourite line is the patios line, but all of them are very good.

[willweb]

Thank you again KLGoode for your omments on my poem. I am happy you liked it.

[just Penny]

I like the dark tragedy here, along with the analogy of someone being a parachute. Classic codependency in relationships that make it harder to adjust or even cope when it's gone. I lost a dream not so long ago when someone stole it and made it theirs instead. Those dreams never come back and I had to create new ones, which I can live with and enjoy without fear of attack. Unlike your final line, I was incredibly broken. So I like the determination in that line. Hope it's true for you. Penny

[willweb]

Thank you Penny. Sorry you had to deal with something line that and the final lines were poetry...I was broken too...shattered would be more like it. I really enjoy your visits to my poetry.