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Poem: Afraid of Stopping

There’s a flurry of motion
Then a stop as she gathers
Her dress and scarfs around
Sitting pretty on cliff edge
Peering into the precipice
Where the moonlight fails
To illuminate the bottom

If I jumped I would fly fast
Only to ultimately stop
The danger here perilous
Reminds me of the proverb
Be not afraid of going slowly
Be afraid of standing still

While I may want to rush
Forward out of fear the end
Resulting in no more movement
Scares me more than ebbing
Ambiguity inherent in slowness
Of life passing by in seconds

A writing prompt from Merrildsmith over at dVerse to use a proverb in a poem. I chose a Japanese Proverb–Be not afraid of going slowly, be afraid of standing still


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14 thoughts on “Poem: Afraid of Stopping

  1. I feel like we went similar paths here with our poems. 😀 Love this piece and how it weighs on me. The proverb is impactful and I love the way you wrote to it, it really delineates a reflection about life. How “stopping” the journey is more frightening than it being slow, I resonate with that. This is my favorite stanza, I adore the imagery and visuals here:

    “If I jumped I would fly fast
    Only to ultimately stop
    The danger here perilous
    Reminds me of the proverb
    Be not afraid of going slowly
    Be afraid of standing still”

    Such beautiful, poignant work. ❤ ❤

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  2. the hesitation between the two points is long-drawn-out in consideration – a thoughtful poem indeed with a proverb woven in so beautifully
    “the end
    Resulting in no more movement
    Scares me more than ebbing
    Ambiguity inherent in slowness
    Of life passing by in seconds”

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  3. Stunning, stunning write! 💝💝 I love the image; “Her dress and scarfs around sitting pretty on cliff edge/Peering into the precipice where the moonlight fails to illuminate the bottom.”

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  4. I enjoyed reading this. It really described the inertia of indecision and the uncertainty of making that next move, which feels like a big move because of the anxiety that accompanies it. I especially liked the final stanza:

    “While I may want to rush
    Forward out of fear the end
    Resulting in no more movement
    Scares me more than ebbing
    Ambiguity inherent in slowness
    Of life passing by in seconds.”

    Very relatable 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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