Scarecrow standing on the rail
thin dress flapping in wind
eyes only for blue below
veins popping arms hold tight.
Stopped traffic shouting – do it now!
cheering ocean diving angel on
shouting – go on jump, you freak!
chanting courage in the angry air.
Poppy eyes round and terrified
dart over shoving throng
see the loss of some last thing there
she loosens grip on the cables.
Push by commuters standing close by
hopping over bumpers pulled close
almost get hit by a moped
as I sprint across four lanes.
Sharp hurt in knee shoved into van
little pain flaming up in my chest
got to get to the far sidewalk
and pull the lonely scarecrow back.
Broken soul sees me plunge across
final fear fills empty otherwise eyes
lets go of the cables just then
and leans out into the wind.
Leaning way out over the rail
I see the pale dress whipping down
tiny white foam where she hits
and then nothing left to see.
Crowd’s cheers die of a sudden
cars start up and take off
angry eyes peer out of LTDs
and no one comes over at all.
Don’t know why I tried it
don’t know if I could have helped
didn’t seem to do anyone any good
I might just as well have cheered.
Posted on Magnapoets, July 2006.