Escaping the cold mountain of words, I crumpled muddy and worn beside the churning rapids. Its termulstuous racket masked my stay, offering souvenirs of a throat raw from howling and stony dry well of tears.
With knees pulled tight to my chest, I watched the seething river unseeing.
A leaf bobbed past, exhausted from its journey over frothing rocks and settled uncomfortably on a sunken, outstretched branch of a bramble. Though it clutched and tore deep into its backbone, the leaf serenely lilted away, its tip flicking me a reassuring farewell; gliding unconsciously past the trauma and towards new adventures.
I uncurled and stood, ready to re enter the world.
With knees pulled tight to my chest, I watched the seething river unseeing.
A leaf bobbed past, exhausted from its journey over frothing rocks and settled uncomfortably on a sunken, outstretched branch of a bramble. Though it clutched and tore deep into its backbone, the leaf serenely lilted away, its tip flicking me a reassuring farewell; gliding unconsciously past the trauma and towards new adventures.
I uncurled and stood, ready to re enter the world.
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This was written in response to Write Anything's Form and Genre Challenge , #19 Prose Poetry.
Words - 110
This was also submitted to Friday Flash ( though technically its a poem.. of sorts...)
