The Fall


It is no surprise that we say

Being in love is a fall

Where once over the edge

We have no control at all


Emotions like the air roars

Blocking out all other sound

And our flight of needed fancy

No thought of impending ground


Floating in the ether rare

Where our dreams reside

We find what we hoped for

Perfection undenied


Time turns insignificant

As long as weโ€™re together

When it feels this blissful

We want to fall forever


Feeling as if given wing

Our hopes rise to great height

With wind and love in our eyes

We earn a shortened sight


I cannot warn you from the fall

As wingless born, we all must fly

And whether we can fly at all

Our hearts bid that we must try


Oh, these soaring moments

Are Eden to us, my friend

But beware the sudden stop

Comes when the falling ends


21 Responses to “The Fall”
  1. Good morning Brad. Excellent poem.
    “And whether we can fly at all
    Our hearts bid that we must try”
    The finale is glorious.

  2. Harley Reborn says:

    This is about me, isnโ€™t it…

  3. yassy says:

    Good one, Brad. Love the humour and the wisdom .. Grady combo.

  4. yassy says:

    Heady.. sorry typo error

  5. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Great work my friend! Lovely poem with a very poignant message for being wingless beings our flight is usually short and the fall usually hard…but, thatโ€™s what makes life interesting. All the best,

  6. kristianw84 says:

    Ah, pulling on those heartstrings again. Do you agree with the saying “Tis better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all”? I believe the fall is worth the risk. ๐Ÿ˜˜ I hope you’re having a great day!

  7. Jim Borden says:

    I don’t want to be around for the fall… ๐Ÿ™‚

  8. Omo says:

    Love this line: Time turns insignificant as long as weโ€™re together. Keep up the good work! Great poem! ๐Ÿ’•

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