Jump From Reality… Poem by Margaret Alice

When the rug was pulled from under
me, I remained suspended in the air
like a comic strip character - quite
unaware that beneath me was
nothing - but emptiness

When I realized what had happened,
I succumbed to the power of gravity-
ice-cold and careless - crashing to
the earth in bone-shattering
pain

Then I remembered someone said reality
is only the mat from which trapeze artists
jump to take flight – so I put all my power
into my jump upwards- like a Jack-In-
The-Box

Only a faint memory of pain stirring every
now and again - I use the pain to press
down harder - so as to make my jump
from reality

Higher than before…