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Tumble



Tumble, tears, tumble.
Today I will not stop you.

I gave the sign and now the guide rope has been cut
The ground has been flooded

The shrinking ledge on which I perch is now but a brief resting place:
A hard climb up? A painful fall down?

What is at the top?
What is at the bottom?

If I stay here in this tiny place with only room for one –
One scared
One unprepared –
How long before I tumble?



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  1. {{{hugs}}}

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    01/11/2012
  2. Sorry – last comment was from me. {{{hugs}}}

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    01/11/2012
  3. I hope you are feeling better now than this sounds xx

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    04/11/2012
    • On and off, thank you, yes. Scary couple of weeks. And sorry I’m so behind with replying to comments xxx

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      04/11/2012
  4. Liz Wood #

    I really like this, Rachel, esp. the first 5 lines, which I think are really poetic – taut, visual, metaphorical, dense.
    Mum xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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    07/11/2012

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