Liam Power

#59 Cliff Jumping


Left toes over the edge.

Friends around you on the ledge.

Water fifty feet below.


You sweat in you wetsuit.

Your friends already respect you

They know this task is a question

asked of you, by you.


Waves lap the rocks quietly

the evening sun glints wildly.

No one says a word.


You think of death.

Of flight,

of triumph,

you jump.










From the cliff they see the circle of foam

and you pop up in it looking small

floating on your back with your answer.

You can jump cliffs after all.



  • Doggerel Dave

    Got that experientially - the challenge to yourself, the fear, your watching friends, the relief - felt it all. Nice neat write.

  • orchidee

    Good write Liam.
    Too late to change our minds, once we've stepped off the cliff edge and dived in.

  • L. B. Mek

    'They know this task is a question
    asked of you, by you.'

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