Wednesday Poetry Prompt: May 20th – Childhood

Childhood: TheirsWP_001547

High above my head
The water is careening
Out and over the edge –
White and foamy.
It crashes down the eroding rock face
Throwing itself carefree
Out and over
And over and onto
Onto and away
And away

Standing at the bottom
I stand, arms outstretched
Trying to grab hold of the spray
As it alights all over my face –
Runs like rivulets
Down my cheeks, careless
Out and over
And over and onto
Onto and away
And away

-Krina Ulmer

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