ethereal
it’s not what you think
it’s not that i’m wispy
or somewhat lost
transparent or
barely present
wise or wistful
dream or dreamy
but simply that
i’m always
{there}
nestled tight
between the smooth curved edges
of e and a
and most days that
l
is the only thing stopping
me from falling
off the edge
of the page
.
..
A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month. Day 15
I’m participating in NaPoWriMo, and Writer’s Digest Poem a Day Challenge.
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April 15th, 2015 at 11:54 am
I’ve been reading all of your poems a day but don’t always have time to comment. However, I really liked this one, there is something as slender and graceful about it as the letters themselves.
April 15th, 2015 at 2:10 pm
Wow! This was a ride and a half. As I read it I found myself leaning to the side as I almost slid off the edge of gravity. A truly exquisite work.
April 17th, 2015 at 2:57 pm
simply that i’m always . . . there. you are good. and if you fall, you will land on your feet. softly. sooo nice.