I remember
I remember A swallow gliding across The moon's rising shadow That falls at the feet of my bedstead. I look at the glow and the Raven black sky And wonder of what's to come. I remember. Crashing it…
the fall is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 3 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees the fall in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
Ready to add your voice? Write a poem about the fall and join the conversation.