If I Leap, a poem by Makaila Aarin at Spillwords.com
Jeffrey Wing

If I Leap

If I Leap

written by: Makaila Aarin

@makaila_aarin

 

A deep, roaring river rushes below me.
Concrete bridge replaces familiar mulch trail.
Staring at the current’s strength, I want to leap.

Blue jays and robins carol, pines shake, I breathe,
picturing my love’s flushed cheeks turn pale, body frail.
A deep, roaring river rushes below me.

Between sheets, deprived of his warmth, I dream
of picnics and nature hikes before his heart failed.
Flesh craving ice and frostbite, I ought to leap.

I curse chemicals that couldn’t end his body’s
raging battle. I wish he’d catch me. I wail
as a deep, roaring river rushes below me.

Boulders, as heavy as love I couldn’t keep,
wait for me to hurtle over the metal rail.
Rolling waves summon me, I shall leap.

My wool coat and knitted cap won’t save me.
Water will prevail, steal each inhale.
A deep, roaring river rushes below me.
Feet wobble, unhinged on the edge, I leap.

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