The Chasm

Paula Dotson Frew
1 min readJul 26, 2020

A Poem

Photo by Alexander Sinn on Unsplash

The chasm stretched

Before me, and worrying

I may not reach

The far side,

I venture out.

The lights pulse

Steady rhythms

As I realize

I am near death.

The chasm became

Wider as I crossed

And I stared

Into the abyss.

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Paula Dotson Frew

I love to write and self-published my first book of poetry last year, a book of Haiku this year, and a book of short stories later this year!