I'll stand at the top
of this desolate mound,
afraid to free-fall
Indignant butterflies
swarming and twirling
The scent of air
dizzying you
Losing all sense,
down we go...
Author notes
Acrophobia-Fear of heights
A contest entry
- Phobia - What's Yours? by xxRainbowDawnxx.
433 points, ended May 1, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I definately can relate to this, considering I couldn't do the climbing exercises when we went to an outdoors sport centre or going up ladders or dodgy stairs, I feel highly (no pun intended) frightened.
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Hmm, good take on the prompt, I think.
"desolate mound"
Nice phrase.
"Indignant butterflies"
Man, I hate butterflies as you know. Very amusing line.
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Suggestions:
"The scent of the air"
Just make it "The scent of air", or "The scent of oxygen" if you so desire.
Otherwise, pretty cool poem.
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