.pole Vaulting Poem by Adeline Foster
.pole Vaulting
.Pole Vaulting
I’m on a high wire; up in the sky wire.
I’m living where the clouds are far below.
It’s not a real world; it’s just a dream world;
If I stumble, I shall fall and then I know
Reality will catch me as I tumble to the ground.
I know the day is coming but I don’t want to come down.
I’m on a high wire; I’m on a high wire.
I love the rhythm in your poem. Thanks for submitting this.
Oh the excitement of pole vaulting! I don't believe that I would have the nerve to see or do it. Of course at times we may do other things just as dangerous and exciting. A very good write Adeline.
adeline, have you been into the sauce, AGAIN? ! sounds exciting. bri
invoked a smile ot two... :) short and rhymey..love your style: P
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:32:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The way you twist the word 'catch' in the fifth line creates a great image through the personification of 'Reality'. I'm on a high wire, too. Steady yourself.