balance

learning to live

Feelings,

swinging like a pendulum

hung on gossamer threads

off balance

unsteady emotion

plays with

the heart and mind

A sly sneaking creature

bent on a journey

leaving love behind

creating pain and doubt

elusive, creeping thing

needing,wanting, always waiting

to spin its web

trapping the the soul

that dares to look at it

what will it take to be free

off its clinging tendrils

and find

balance

Reviews

[Tai Chi Italy Take Two]

Balance is what comes after the storms of those feelings you describe, without them we would be lost at sea, treading water is something that none of can do permanently....I will take the rough with the calm but I know a lot who just get out of the water never to dip into those feelings again, which is a shame imo. I liked the layout of your poem, adding to the desired balance you seek. A couple of typos two 'the' and of instead of 'off' on 3rd to last line. A very thought and feeling provoking read. LLB wishing you a good day

[Dianne]

Never confuse balance with stagnation! Balance can be immoble and stagnant, ridged like statuary or it can be beautifully in motion dancing and spinning away or stumbling like the first steps of a child. I'll go for the stumbling first steps with the bruised knees over the ridged 'David'. Great write.

[Brenda Sue]

Very nice piece. Wonderfully penned. Great job.