Lauren Kjar

Rookie - 13 Points (April 21 1983 / Jersey Girl)

The Cliff - Poem by Lauren Kjar

I'm hanging on but only barely
My fingers are bleeding and sore
I'm gripping and slipping but every grips missing
My clothes are tattered and torn

The fall will be brutal
The rocks are thick and sharp
I'm aching and shaking with each breath I'm taking
It tires my exhausted heart

Will you please save me somehow
I'm terrified I'm going to fall
The crashing the splashing will be everlasting
Then I'll lose it all

I want to let go, I'm so tired
My strength is dwindling now
I damn it I scream it, slip more every minute
I need to get up there somehow

To sturdy ground
To solid earth
To somewhere safe and secure

Comments about The Cliff by Lauren Kjar

  • Adeline Foster (11/15/2012 1:57:00 PM)

    You have the feel of a true poet. I like the way you work the rhymes without having to contrive them. Punctuation can be problematic, commas can get lost in passage. Good job. Read mine - We The Unencumbered -
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 21, 2010

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