Cliff

A Poem by Kelli Wyatt

8-21-10 9:48PM

Walking up the mountain
There's flowers up here
Fragrant and beautiful
The paths wind slowly,
Rock-lined and sure.

But what happens
When we reach the edge
And I fall over
Scream your name,
Nails white from holding
As you continue walking?

© 2010 Kelli Wyatt

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Author

Kelli Wyatt

WA, Japan

About

I started writing free-form poetry in high school. Most of my poems have darker themes - those are the personal ones. If they have a lighter theme, chances are it was a contest prompt of some sort. .. more..

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