About the Poem
This poem was written for a dear friend of mine. Bored one evening, we went out to Riverfront Park and went and watched the Spokane Falls. Since it was late we decided to sneak down off the bridge right next to the water. (If anyone has seen the movie "Smoke Signals," these are the same fabulous rapids). I wrote specifically about that time, because it was a very emotionally intimate moment in our relationship. .
Fallings |
| by Dolores Lee |
| You sneak behind warning signs, a small fence, and creep out onto serrated rocks littered with the gnarled remains of roots. You find your way to the farthest, just where water swirls and spits at your feet. You fold your body neatly into itself and watch as a torrent edged with white froth smashes into rocks and dips to shape itself to every cold stone. I ease myself to your side; we shout poetry defiantly into the consuming night air. I shiver quietly and listen intently, drunkenly, to the water and your words. Transcending speech, outspoken by water we silently climb back over the small fence past the warning signs onto asphalt; my skin damp, we turn and walk away. |
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2 Visitor Comments
Jen
This poem took me away.the way Dolores described it so to the point left room for my thoughts to take me back to a quiet time like that in my past.Keep it up Dolores!
Chris
Delicious and lovely.
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