A Short Ride

Flying down the road like a diving eagle.
The sun shining down like a medal for the gods.
The concrete below me striking by.
The bottom of the road, approaching, approaching.

I felt the wind on my face.
The speed and power made me feel like an ace.
I had not a worry in my soul.
My body felt complete, my body felt whole

Moving through shadow and light.
The light of the day brightening my mind
Did I see it?
Could I sense it, the line coming forth?
How far was it… like ten ft. away from me?
It came closer
And closer
And closer
And closer…
SCREECH…
CRASH…
Thump…

Jude Sellers
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/31/2022

Poet's note: This poem is both an artistic representation of the day I broke my arm as well as a metaphor for growing up and developing depression.
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