Determined

By CMaly   

That dream I had,
Steering off the street,
Stern faced and gritting teeth,
Swerving silently,
Blue sky and golden wheat -
What does that even mean?

Same dream, second act,
Winding up a mountain
On a narrow beaten path,
Moving fast,
Curving as the earth falls to the clouds -
That has to be profound.

This is how it ended;
In the air, with questions pending,
Did inertia keep me spinning?
Was it gravity and dirt that wound up winning?
It wasn’t clear, but I am certain,
Through the fear, I was determined.

©C.Maloney 2017

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Written in 2018 by Cynthia Maloney Can also be viewed at https://wordpress.com/view/writeonalimb.wordpress.com