weirdelf
weirdelf
Jul 29, 2019
This poem is part of the contest:

July Pleasures

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Fly From The Sky In July (July Contest)

Fly From The Sky In July
With a big dump of snow
Frozen waves grow
Curling over like an ocean breaker

But still
Deadly
Quite Still
Called a cornice

Quite enormous
No visible harness
An avalanche before it launches,
Itself earthward

So me and Jase,
Eighteen and invincible
Would climb to the top,
edge to the edge of the edge of the cornice

till the world fell away
and we skied sky, snow and adrenaline
And did not die.
Fuck knows why.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Adrenaline, pure pleasure to an adolescent.

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics

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Comments

weirdelf

The first time ever I've entered a poetry contest.

The guidelines stipulated pentameter but not what sort (Iambic , Trochaic , Spondaic , Anapestic , Dactylic , Amphibrachic , Pyrrhic ? What?) so I ignored that and stuck with quatrains.

S

It didn't hurt a bit to enter did it? lol. Best of luck in contest

weirdelf

A pentameter is noithing by itself without a meter so I gnored that and quatrains are simply verses in four lines.
Hope it doesn't count against me that I'm an arrogant knw-it-all bastard. I do.

Geezer

a blast! Adrenaline! I wonder about the people that you meet in life; that have no emotions; the ones that wouldn't cry out in joy or terror, no matter what and have no interest in doing anything even slightly out of the box; just for the sake of adrenaline! Ahhhhhh, Nice job, in bringing a little breathlessness to your poem! ~ Gee.
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