Originally Posted by
freckle
:eek: Oh dear...look at the time!!!!!!
Gangplank
I walk this spring board ALONE.
Reaching the end, feet teasingly detach
with tiny bounces, just high enough to peep
inviting waters below.
Their darkness languid, their isolation luxurious,
no matter that they are deep, no matter that they are cold.
The soles of my feet rest once again,
precariously balanced, meeting
reverberating cool wood below.
I wait, what will fate bring next?
the urge to jump, a push?
or perhaps a careless loss of balance
and the fall.