From a distance a baby tetters on the edge
A tiny body toddles on a high window ledge
A cat ready to pounce on a baby sparrow
A child in the path of a runaway arrow
Too late to act, worse still to yell
Watching death run its course in a spell
A clock turned to ice, in the tic of a breath
Running in time's tar, out of reach life or death
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sorenbarrett (
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A haunting and beautifully tense poem. Powerful imagery captures that terrifying instant when danger unfolds faster than we can respond, creating a deeply unsettling emotional atmosphere.
Thank you Soheil as always I appreciate your review and understanding words. If it left such a feeling then it did its job. Thank you for your support my friend
You are welcome. Your poems have a way of making the reader pause and truly feel the moment. As always, it is a pleasure to read your work.
You are most kind my friend
I have experienced those terror frozen moments my friend
Thanks so much Norman for the read and identifying comment it means a lot my friend.
always most welcome my friend
Whew, Soren...this creates an awful kind of suspended terror. Everything is visibly moving toward disaster, yet time becomes thick and useless precisely when every fraction of a second matters. That sense of being forced to witness what you cannot reach is devastating. Powerful stuff, my friend! ๐น๐ค๐๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฆโโฌ
Thank you Tristan you have caught the essence of the poem and that is most gratifying. I appreciate the read and comment my friend
This is a tight, grim little meditation on helplessness, where every image puts life one heartbeat closer to disaster. The final โtimeโs tarโ nails that awful feeling of watching something unfold while knowing youโre already too late to stop it.
Thank you Thomas for reading this one and for your well thought comments they are most appreciated my friend
Good write SB.
Thanks a lot my friend
A very nice write !!!
Thank you so much for the read and comment it is appreciated
Beautiful and terrifying
Great work
Thanks so much I appreciate your read and comment
We've all had these moments in life when something had happened of a terrible Nature.
And replayed it over and over in our minds.
Well Said in your Write.
Thank you Kevin for the read and comment it is deeply appreciated
Rather a serious and deep write, if we dwell on its meaningful structure, with good poetic form... A fave
Thank you so much for the review and most kind words of encouragement and support they are deeply appreciated
we sometimes feel ourlives are teetering on disaster like that
afriend or family member had an accident or is in a hospital my friend soren
Thanks so much for the read and comment my friend it is always most appreciated
Always on the edge
Thanks so much for the read and comment. Yes riding the edge can be exciting but also dangerous.
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