routine

storms of self

steady as tides

in this tricky world

for dancers out of rhyme

nightly tete-a-tete

into a pillow's yield

unravishes tangled rationals

that bare old wounds

crowding busy moments

into the promise of tomorrow

quiet finds the way

steady as tides

this round

works me well

like balancing aloft

between

alone

Reviews

[M. Shepherd]

I love having expected "unravel" and being met instead with "unravish" and thus thrown into a fresh realm of meaning..
I'm obsessed with that line, it's simply gorgeous.

[Ed Hart]

unraveled is clarified, unravished is healed...unravished is everything

[patricia]

Scarey title, have to be careful with routines, it gives the scientists an edge on us, doing things the same way all the time. Still...I like the comparisons with the sureness of the tides, and the references to the old wounds. I call them resentments these days, caused due to my unrealistic expectations that life should be fair, and it isn't. The pillow that's the thing. Love your mindset.

[Ed Hart]

wounds, resentments, kinds and expressions of exclusion, surfacing like old faithful, and newer unfaithfuls...contiguous mindscapes, worlds within worlds...so nice when you stop by

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The storms are fierce but the heart sleeps steady deep inside

[Ed Hart]

thank you lynn, your presence is always welcome...

[SkinlessFrank]

reading it makes me glad that i can go to bed each night and still dream...and that i never know what i match catch in that world

[Ed Hart]

dreams, the minds department of the lost and found

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your words are mesmerizing, like being within a whirlwind and having your breath taken away. My footing may be off, but what care have I?

[Ed Hart]

hello Kelly, it's nice to see your friendly feet, and find your hungry words,,, i like your poetry, you've got real fire in there, and lots of smarts...

[Kelly Scheppers]

I am overwhelmed by your kindness, Ed...and deeply flattered. Thank you! (((U)))

[mysticgmekeepr]

I love this. Simply beautiful...and we keep on dancing through the storms of self, and balance aloft between.

[Ed Hart]

i know you understand it very well

[Belle]

The foolishness of the artisan : being too harsh on his own self.

[Ed Hart]

if we are not harsh with ourselves, especially in the presence of praise, ego can become toploftical

[paul]

we're our own worst enemies
and our own best friends .
navigators on dry land seas.

[Ed Hart]

truly said paul

[Ladysue]

love that line quiet finds the way steady as tides..when that becomes the way, we have learned to direct it and the gap between pole to pole closes. You are a truly gifted.

[Ed Hart]

Ladysue, you know a whole lot of things

[J]

quiet finds sleep with tangled sheets and blankets, one sock off ... where is the light? ruthless startles, sudden up'sits', it's too early, go back to restless, you have miles to go.

where the hell do you find these depths of balance?

[Ed Hart]

i know the terrain of tangled sheets and startles, and i know there's balm in Gilead...it's not our ignorance that tosses us in the night