Liza Destefano Poet Free verse

Foundation Cracks

Feel the stability of solidness under your feet.
         We get accustomed to standing on concrete..
         Firm and steady no thoughts of a quake.
         Until the day it shakes you awake..
         The cracks begin and we start falling.
         Trying to stay up but some are crawling..
         Rocks are rough and cutting us deep.
         Maybe its a dream and I can go back to sleep.
         Think, think I need to keep my head.
         All around is nothing but red..
         I need help but the anchor is no longer here.
         Slowly you struggle to get out afraid you will disappear..

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Caren Krutsinger September 26, 2018 at 7:00 AM I think I go through these thoughts daily when my not-quite-awake body is moaning not to get up, and my dream self is not wanting to disappear. A sweet write. Liza Destefano September 26, 2018 at 3:53 PM Thanks Caren, I wrote this and over 100 more actually published a book . My Dad was my anchor and we were all falling...