#poetry
at the barre
i live life en pointe these days,
always poised for the next wave,
alert, with nostrils open,
sniffing for the swift salt tide incoming
how i cling to that bright barre
because i know i’ll need
its safety, its sure clamping
to the wall of what is real
at the barre
i live life en pointe these days,
always poised for the next wave,
alert, with nostrils open,
sniffing for the swift salt tide incoming
how i cling to that bright barre
because i know i’ll need
its safety, its sure clamping
to the wall of what is real
if i let go i will be washed away
to those deep currents
from which there is no rescue,
my spirit willing but my arms too weak
how ill-equipped am i
after decades of bought courage
i have no coin remaining with which
to buy another swimmer for to save me
to those deep currents
from which there is no rescue,
my spirit willing but my arms too weak
how ill-equipped am i
after decades of bought courage
i have no coin remaining with which
to buy another swimmer for to save me
and though i’ve tried repeatedly
to buff my soul and body
to withstand whatever’s coming
it has, even now, all been for naught
to buff my soul and body
to withstand whatever’s coming
it has, even now, all been for naught
i am that frail reed too easily
unmoored by that furious spume
called life; i know i will not
surface going under once again
© 2013 RC deWinter
Painting: Blue Ballerina © 2013 RC deWinter
unmoored by that furious spume
called life; i know i will not
surface going under once again
© 2013 RC deWinter
Painting: Blue Ballerina © 2013 RC deWinter
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Wishing you all good things in the coming year.
Wishing you all good things in the coming year.
