It Let Go Too

An entendre or deux

Somewhere in

The afterglow

Of letting go

His parachute

Let go too

After that

It was splat

He was through

Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2025

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

He landed with a thud. A sad ending which made naughty me smile. I hope this wasn’t about you Jim.

Enjoyed the brevity.

Chris

[Desert Knave]

Thanks ! No, I always was careful with my parachutes. ~Jim