Poem of the Day




Balanced on the end of a twig,

raging river below,

tree canopy above,

can’t climb back,

mustn’t fall down.


halfway between:

earth and sky,

falling and stuck,

alive and dead.


need nerves of steel,

a sharp brain,

monkey muscles.


this boy buccaneer

should have eaten

that basin of spinach,

broccoli and seaweed,


or he should never

have followed

his fog-brained idea

to climb this tree

in the first place.


Glenys Eskdale


  • Submitted in response to Prompt #29

Poetry Prompt #29




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