Cliff DivingA Poem by Emma Arthurs
He has not the time to
Brace for impact And breathes life instead, With whispers Of blissful moments That reached lungs and Did not stray He takes a step to Final footholds And raises hands to head, With sighs Of letting go-- And curls into the unknown © 2013 Emma Arthurs |
StatsAuthorEmma ArthursGlasgow, United KingdomAboutI'm nineteen years old and I can barely begin to describe myself. I write snippets, mismatched pieces that fit together somewhere along the line. I write my mind. more..Writing
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