I was always…….teetering
drawn to the edge…
where safety ends
and danger…….. starts
I liked………I feared
the air under my hands
waves……..crashing
the swooping gulls
the dip slip flip……..of my belly
I was caught……..by my own gaze
I swayed………..stayed safe
through luck……not care
until you reached……..for me
your arms…….my rope
my safety…….your love
dVerse has a guest host tonight. A poem about risk, for Tricia Sankey.
Sarah writes poems 
Love this Sarah! For some reason I can’t open the comments section, it says ‘this sit can’t provide a secure connection’ on both laptop and phone xx
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“I feared the air under my hands”… so strong and still so simple, how easy it is closing the door to the cage we are kept in, simply for the fear of flying.
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This is so beautiful, and those final few lines ❤ ❤
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I love this:
“I was caught……..by my own gaze”
and the turn:
“until you reached……..for me
your arms…….my rope”
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Lovely! ❤
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This is such a beautiful write, written with risk and celebration.
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Sarah,
You make us feel the pull of danger gainsaying the fear of the fall, and after all that the pull of love and safety. Beautifully penned.
pax,
dora
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Great stuff. My favorite line:
I liked…………. I feared”
Perfectly defines Risk.
Salute!
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I love this:
“the dip slip flip……..of my belly
I was caught……..by my own gaze”
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All of the above, Sarah, but particularly “I feared the air under my hands”
JIM
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The last two ending lines are beautiful. There is excitement in the edges of life, but still there is safety in love.
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‘where safety ends
and danger…….. starts’
You nailed the risk!
Well penned.
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This is a beautiful poem of trusting forever love! Thank you.
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You say so much in so few words in this. I found this part powerful, “I swayed………..stayed safe
through luck……not care” The reader really begins to understand the character’s need for danger was from a feeling of lacking and searching. But then love is found and she finally can let go of her dangerous lifestyle and be content to be roped into his arms. A clever take on the prompt! 👏👏
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I like the form you’ve used here Sarah, which creates a kind of cliffhanger effect within each line. Falling in love can be a risk, but can also lead us to safety. Beautiful!
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I LOVE THIS, Sarah.
Wow.
Sincerely,
David
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As an ex-drunk I loved the precipice that shaped in the second drink, the sense of impending abandon — how I loved that leaping, not matter how great and real the risk of crashing yet again. Went at my closing-time liaisons the same way. Long time ago … the use of ellipses here allows yearning its space and the swing to hold there for a moment before swinging back. So happy there would be a happy conclusion, at least the expectation found its result. Ironic or not, it works for the poem, itself a risky construction. Well done Sarah – b
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I like how the form teeters with the words. A wonderful love poem. (K)
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I swayed… stayed safe. Loved. Thanks for sharing.
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The rhythm here reinforces the meaning. Well penned.
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This is incredibly gorgeous! 😍 I love the movement in this poem- potent and palpable in its array of emotions especially; “I liked………I feared the air under my hands/ waves……..crashing/the swooping gulls/the dip slip flip……..of my belly.”💝💝
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This builds perfectly. My favorite lines:
“until you reached……..for me
your arms…….my rope”
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“the swooping gulls
the dip slip flip……..of my belly” – I love this!
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“I liked………I feared
the air under my hands”
Yes, because we all want to fly, but we must risk that leap from the edge every single time.
“I was caught……..by my own gaze” Unlike Narcissus who never risked looking from his own gaze the protagonist of your write, knew to let the safe of arms of love lead away.
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A lovely piece of lost and found.
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