Diving Board

By LittleSully, Elmwood Park, IL

I'm not ready.
I look down,
Over the edge of the board
Into the deep waters
Beneath me:
And I'm not ready.
I cannot jump,
Cannot take the leap.
Friends below are yelling,
Pushing me forward
Towards the edge.
I'm not ready.
Someone from behind pushes,
I have no choice,
I close my eyes and fall.
And I'm not ready.

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Belladona_Daughterof_Circe said...
Apr. 4, 2012 at 7:49 pm:

This was really good. I love how you could interpret it in different ways beside just diving. It's relly good, keep it up!

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thetruthawaits94 said...
Mar. 23, 2012 at 10:59 pm:

i love the repeating lines of "I'm not ready". I ready this really fast like it was happening. It's impressive that you were able to capture the mood and moment by the way you wrote the poem. Great job and keep writing!!! Plus, thanks so much for leaving comments on my things. That was really sweet of you!

LittleSully replied...
Mar. 24, 2012 at 11:22 am :

Thanks, and no problem you're a great writer