A Haiku Journal Trilogy: Gap in the Promenade Wall
A week before my 80th birthday I took a walk along the Helensburgh promenade – a walk I often do. There is a gap in the sea wall where stone steps lead down to the shore. I would tell myself, ‘One day I will jump across that gap, just for a dare.’ At other times I would tell myself, ‘Better do it soon, before it’s too late, before the spring in the knees, the balance, the confidence to do it are gone.’
Before the Leap
hard, bone-breaking fall; what if? But life without risk Is no life at all
one heartleaping beat: glimpsed galaxies extend ablaze with meaning
After the Leap
blood sings loud praise to healing madness unshackled. what will find me next?