Catch Me, I’m Falling
Through the veil, around the bend, past the point of no, not, never
Beyond the beginning, against a wall of crumbled wonder
She scales the fence of dreaming
Clenching the ledge of maybe
Jaw, fist tight
Climbing over the stoned tower of cannot
And drops dead weight into the arms of the possible
Caught, held, saved
By the net of her day dream.
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elizabeth w. marshall 
I can see you leaning over the wall of possible. It makes me want to take a gander also. Thanks, DAF
ohhhh. I loved that quote on wordcandy but just couldn’t get into getting where I really wanted to BE with the poem. Love what you’ve done with this. Beautiful work.
Ooohhh, Elizabeth. I love this tightly woven tale with just the right sized gaps to draw me further in. I love what you’ve done here.
I love this… the wordcandy and how you have extended it all so beautifully… I feel your journey up and over and into….
Donna, you make me smile wide, big, toothy. To have you feel the journey of my words…well what more? Thanks, truly. Glad you came, glad you stayed a bit, and grateful you left encouragement.