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The runner

even monkeys fall from trees - poetry theme
Of course they do
monkeys fall from trees sometimes
Icarus crashed to earth
it’s said an archangel tumbled from grace
without wings or aspiration against gravity’s pull
bent double in the bowels of a fiery grip

we fall all the time
in and out of love, paradise, favour,
and how many times are we flat on our face
I could have learnt to walk but as a souped-up soul
went charging from stationary to out of the door
the leap without a backward look
treading over angels on the threshold

wriggling Houdini-like from bonds
I figured drama was the dynamo of life
love a thermometer popped in the mouth
measured in mercury
that slippery quicksilver tongued messenger
told me that the signs were there too

a half moon rising on the longest day
racing to your arms though you’d promised
never to catch me
past the past and instead it caught me up
carried like the bundle of a pilgrim
in the land of Beulah
I rest my case

Written for the dVerse challenge: Even monkeys fall from trees …make us cry or laugh or teach us something from your own experience of mistake-making.

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one blog for playing with photography @ eljaygee and the other with a weakness for words @ Tell Tale Therapy

25 thoughts on “The runner

  1. We fall all the time, then we learn and move on ~ Specially like this part:

    past the past and instead it caught me up
    carried like the bundle of a pilgrim

  2. Laura, There is a keen sense of magic and illusion in your words, and just enough feeling of unbalance to drive home the theme in the most delightful way!

  3. I love the way you use words and phrases throughout this piece that pull the reader into the poem. It’s like reading flash fiction with poetic lines. Well done.

  4. I absolutely adore this, Laura. The references are spectacular…..love the Icarus one especially…..and who better to mention in a prompt about mistakes than “an archangel tumbled from grace”—so brilliant. The thermometer, mercury, quicksilver completely had me, too. Stunning! But this line…”racing to your arms though you’d promised
    never to catch me”—ooooh, that just hits hard…such a gut-wrenching line full of emotion. The last line is perfection, too. As I said, I absolutely adore this. The entire thing, from start to finish 🙂

    1. oh you have made my day with such high praise and I treasure your comments as evidently you’ve understood my meanings and intentions -not an easy call to create something neither impersonal nor confessional on such a theme as this! thank you CC ❤

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