Bated Breath—
Don’t cling to the tree
with a timorous hold of
that girl’s feeling.
Trepid mix of hungry and bold for
what lies beyond the
trajectory of the glide.
let go instead, just like the
golden leaf took flight last fall;
Plunge like a diver from the highest reef
and let disquietude explode
like an arrow impaling the pool of
a million stars; each feathering sprouts of
new beginnings phrasing strata
escaping suspense
©2009 j.a.o.a.
with a timorous hold of
that girl’s feeling.
Trepid mix of hungry and bold for
what lies beyond the
trajectory of the glide.
let go instead, just like the
golden leaf took flight last fall;
Plunge like a diver from the highest reef
and let disquietude explode
like an arrow impaling the pool of
a million stars; each feathering sprouts of
new beginnings phrasing strata
escaping suspense
©2009 j.a.o.a.
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