One time I stood on the platform
of Eureka Skydeck, felt my breath catch
as the glass floor dropped away.

An illusion that felt like falling
while standing still–the same way
I feel today, watching you struggle

for words to convey
how the light blooming
for twelve weeks inside you

has gone dark. Wind rushes past.
I hear the floor crack.
The world spins away.

Ryan Stone

20 thoughts on “Falling

    • I’m very sorry for what you’ve been through. I truly hope that this is one of those times where knowing you aren’t alone helps ease the burden in some small way. Thank you for leaving a comment. Please take care ๐Ÿ™‚


  1. This piece punches hard, taking all breath from my lungs. The metaphor, blooming light, is beautifully juxtaposed with the darkness that, I am sure, is always present. I wish no one had to know this.

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  2. I don’t know if this was based on a personal experience or something observed but I feel very bad for the mother, that can be so painful when you were ready for that little life so much. Loved it already. And that feeling you describe of falling and like feeling sick inside, in pain, b/c you’ve nothing to support you or keep life level, life has altered from the course you saw ahead. How u describe being on one of those glass lookouts is an excellent way to describe this loss, it makes it visceral. The floor cracks and your both falling over a kind of loss and grief. The kind that makes you ill, that knifes in the middle of your stomach. I have felt that, not for this. But I can really feel that pain.

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    • Another wonderful analysis, thanks Amanda. Unfortunately it is based on my own experience from awhile ago. I’m trying to be a shoulder for some close friends who are going through something similar and I’m finding it is bringing an ache back to long-buried scars. I’m glad to hear I conveyed the feeling of falling. Thank you once again for your thoughtful feedback and for investing your time ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. Your welcome and I’m sorry for past lost and the loss of your friends. I hope the next one is healthier and she can carry it. It’s no problem analyzing your poems catch me and make me analyze without doing it consciencelessly. So might as well give u some feedback ๐Ÿ™‚ Enjoy the rest of your week!

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