downhill
it's like this
the end of a long day skiing
on the last run
after the long ride up on the lift
adjust bindings
mittens and googles, push off
this is it, the culmination
of all it took
to get here, the plans, the execution
now the pines on the sides of the slope
are whizzing by
each one a part of the blur
does this make sense, this metaphor
the downward slope of life, the end in sight
Poetry by jim
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Written on 2026-08-16 at 17:30
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