Seeking all ways.
Always on the razor edge
perched precariously
should I jump before I fall?
Waiting.
Tense and fearful
weighing the odds
so still
weight finely balanced.
Freezing time.
Slowly slipping to one side
resigned to fate
let go, slowly
taking the breaks
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I must just say I loved reading every word of these poems.You are a wordsmith,certainly and have so much talent!While reading them,I became quite spellbound by the power of the words themselves and also the spaces between them, the little silences... :)
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