Up

Up

Up

Up

Far from the ground

But farther still from the top

I'm tired but I can't let go

So I must just go up

I'm getting more impatient

The more that I climb

And my limbs are getting weaker

All I do is try

And I'm not sure I can reach

But all I can do is go

Up

Up

Up

And hope that I will be okay

Climbing high is scaring me

But the ground is so much worse

Cause here no one can catch me

And I know that it will hurt

When I get to the top

And have to go

Down

Down

Down

Posted in response to the challenge Climber.

picture of white horse in the snow with a barn in the background

bumblebea

VT

14 years old

Opinion

By bumblebea

A Silent Witness (a writing challenge idea)

Write a fiction or non-fiction story in poetry or prose about the lifetime of an accessory, (a bracelet, watch, favorite pair of shoes, anything you watch every day) from when you get to the time you must throw it away through this object's eyes.

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Poetry

By bumblebea

To Be a Poet

To be a poet is not to write poems
No,
Most anyone can do that
Most anyone has done that
For school,
Maybe
To be a poet is to see a tree
And not just see a tree

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Poetry

By bumblebea

stop. drop. roll.

stop.
stop running.
stop worrying.
stop everything.
drop.
drop to the ground.
drop your possessions.
drop everything.
roll.
roll anyway from the fire.
roll away from your fears.

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