Topsy Turvy
all behind me now
a memory of blue sky
a nebulous cloud haloing
darkness before me
mystery awaits the plunge
I peer sightless into dark
roots tendril to me
a grasping sight, intriguing
my golden curls dangle downward
imbalance betrays
I teeter on the abyss
enraptured, sound echoing
back lit baby fall
seek the navels ending point
heroine of day dreams, topple
leave the precipice
seek the joy of choice and fall
now, peeked, plunge, now called, now fall
What I would write based on picture 1 for my contest
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2013
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