Clifftop Revisited
Fifty years ago, or more
a young student stood
on top of a cliff
plucking up courage
to jump.
Today, an old woman
sits at the same spot.
Memories of youth
still eating at her psyche.
Tides of
overwhelming thoughts
collide in crushing waves.
Life’s flotsam and jetsam
tosses, turns, floats out
to sea.
She watches with relief
as the detritus of her life
disappears on the ebb.
She was free,
at last.
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Susan Carberry
Susan was born and lives in NW London. For thirty years her inspiration is an eclectic mix of social commentary, the natural world, the human condition, humour and a deep faith in God. She spends her time between Roundwood Lodge and Rubio Café, having breakfast at Roundwood, and in the afternoon arriving at Rubio for a latte and a ‘to die for’ slice of carrot cake. She is a familiar figure in her neighbourhood, speeding along in her mobility scooter. When asked how she is, her response is always: I’m still alive. Yes, Susan’s still alive!
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