the edge of a river
somehow joy in fright
and understanding
there will be joy in flight

feet bare on softness, one toe
two toes
dipped below the icy skin

fear seizes my heart, a breath
of sharp cold air
and yet

and yet
overwhelming urge to



2 Responses to “Fear”

  1. 1 4Dvertigo January 17, 2008 at 6:34 pm

    I loved this… very realistic.

  2. 2 Bec January 18, 2008 at 11:34 am

    thankyou very much.

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