Safe ConfinesA Poem by David P. Eckert about a choice not made Safe Confines Who might I have been Had I fled the safe confines Of trained professions To tightrope Across canyons of words Finding enough good ones To buy myself a meal Or in my dreams Whole pages drawn To feed a family? I know just a timid man Brave enough to face The everyday blizzard Verbs, adjectives, nouns, Bombarded by the minute Holding onto gem stones Shoveling the rest Till the fire is stoked and hot And the engine Full speed ahead.
March 8, 2014 David P. Eckert © 2014 David P. Eckert |
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David P. EckertRoslyn Heights, NYAboutPsychologist, Writer, Painter, Father of 2, Grandpa of 2 cute, smart and beautiful little girls, Husband, Keeper of Dogs, Fish and Fruit Trees and generally Busy Guy. more..Writing
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