Topic: Breathe, and I'll Drift Away

by Amanda J Cobb

I am teetering,
poised on the edge of a sharp blade of grass
between clouds and concrete -
rife with tension and calm,
a breath away from flight or fall.

I have achieved
perfect, dangerous balance.

And you,
hurtling on a course
set to slam into me,
don't have the courtesy
to let me first discover

if my wings are made of wax or lead.


Author's Note: Topic from Lindsay Sanders. I enjoy this one. One of my I-was-already-in-bed-and-had-to-get-up-again-to-write-it-down poems. I have a lot of those. Published in my college's literary magazine, Pulse.

Posted on 02/05/2004
Copyright © 2021 Amanda J Cobb

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jolie Jordan on 02/07/04 at 06:02 PM

The first stanza is awesome. just the imaginary of teetering upon a blade of grass.. kudos to your mind! :)

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