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The Fall

Evening, its cage opened, is the apple in my hand I gave reprieve to the dogs and we went running Freedom should not be made of castles in the sand The leash tripped me hard, suddenly I am tumbling I could not break the fall nor halt my fierce velocity Earth rose to meet my splattered knees and wrists In savage welcome back to the cradle of mortality My pain and absence was only one fall out from hubris For days I neither wrote nor think again, it hobbled me My body falling through gravity, from the apple tree I was brambled, and I saw the worm that gnawed us Crawling beside my face pillowed in the evening dust. Shall I call this an accident still Or just the treason of unseen will?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/10/2010 6:18:00 AM
Thank you Sir, for your comment.......you have taught me a great lesson of life through letters!!!!
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Date: 12/9/2010 8:39:00 AM
OUCH..glad your recovering..I love the hubris line. I fell last year while running..really hurt my knee..but as I was in public I jumped right up like nothing happened..how vain can you get..lol.BG oh btw...great poem. BG
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Date: 12/9/2010 7:06:00 AM
back to the cradle of mortality. a great line. but one that we should never forget. john h loving iii
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Date: 12/9/2010 6:29:00 AM
David, I'm sorry to hear about your fall and hope you recover from it and your sore throat well before the holidays. Although you are writing of a physical fall, I also see a "fall from grace" prompted by pride (hubris) in this poem. Don't think you'll ever have to worry about this happening to you. Please take care of yourself; you'll be in my prayers. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 12/9/2010 5:58:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry today David. I enjoyed reading it and I wish you a wonderful day. A speedy recover is the prescription order. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/9/2010 4:32:00 AM
Thanks, Doc. I really did fall, tripped while exercising my dogs. Was running with them (actually a fast race), and hit the ground hard ... this prevented me from completing some projects had intended for soup. I am almost recovered now, and poem translates the experience.
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Date: 12/9/2010 4:22:00 AM
Very creative and awesome meaningful write on the Fall, David
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