Home > Creative Writing > Poetry
Created on: April 23, 2008 Last Updated: January 11, 2009
Don't ask me how it all began
doubting my climbing and that I really can
They stood there with a test of might
little did they know I'd be such a sight
'I dare you' is what I skeptically heard
they will think me weak like a nerd
I climbed up the tree to prove I had heart
unaware of the fiasco I would start
It was a tree I had scaled often before
This time little did I know whats in store
climbing with out hesitation or to stall
I lost my footing and started to fall
I blacked out right then and there
I wasn't then worried about that dare
head first I fell like a diver in a pool
suddenly realizing I'm not so cool.
vision blackened before I hit the ground.
all I remember is a numb crashing sound
I awoke to find that thud was me
and my friends crying out she's started to bleed
and for a third time on that day
the world went black and faded away
my friends who had earned their fright
would be haunted by that for more then that night
shaking my head slowly, fuzzy vision coming to
catching the camaraderie of my neighborhood crew
my sister kneeling by my broken side
wondering if this is an accident she can hide
mom was absent from the house that day
be good and watch out for each other at play
now we're in trouble robin anxiously said
frantic worried if I'm dang near dead
finally getting me up on my feet
sending my friends on down the street
I stumbled in to investigate my face
only to see the last of the dares trace
disguised as grass jammed in my nose
clues of my fall were being slowly exposed
lifting my arm not knowing the damage
picking out the earth of my nasel crammage
laying on the couch while my sister kept me awake
she knew better then to let me fade at any stake
a wet clothe soaking the red leak from my lip
I panicked in that tree and it made me slip
laying there for what seemed all afternoon
hoping mom's would return be very soon
she hurried in to see what was wrong
lets get to the E.R. was a familiar song
my brothers had her there at least once a year
so she was a pro at this and showing no fear
we sat there watching people come and go
now it was my turn to finally know
what damage I had done to my self
for tough girl status putting safety on a shelf
they made me hold my arms out for x-ray
broken slightly from my pride I displayed
now with a concussion and my little arms in casts
telling those who inquire 'please just dont ask'
I had all my friends sign my arms
now I respect trees and their possible harms
I climb still today with focus and grace
careful now not to fall on my face
broken arms earned a dare badge worn true
we need to consider the dares we construe
take heed to my courage pride or strength
nothing is worth proving at that length
Learn more about this author, Raven Madd.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.
Below are the top articles rated and ranked by Helium members on:
Poetry: Don't ask
by Kris Vaassen
I won't ask why God gave us life
Enjoy it, celebrate and be glad
One day God will call us home
And life will be over.
Don't
Don't ask me if I'm from the ghetto,
Or if I'm from the hood.
The hood and the ghetto is the same thing,
and as An African
by Adisyn Lee
I can see it in their eyes,
as they approach me in that way.
Looking to find the right words,
for a comforting thing to say.
"Please
Don't ask me why,
I will not say,
Don't look at me that way,
Or I'll turn the other way.
You speak I listen,
You lead I follow,
But
by HL Moran
Don't ask why things bother me
that I never noticed much before
Too loud music, too short skirts
People on cell-phones at the
View All Articles on: Poetry: Don't ask