Tight Rope

Her calloused feet balanced
        on hope and despair
             Her heart paper made
                     Rip and Tear
              Hanging by her chest rope
        Heart strings dangled
Tied up and twisted
      Knots tangled
           Tip toeing on a wire
                  with edges frayed
                       Unraveling the weave
                the braid she made
       Weak may be her reason
Strong be her twine
     A little slack may be in order
            Your noose not mine
                 Shes strung on a promise
           Like a pearl strung on a string
     Bound by the golden rope
of a wedding ring
    Her fibers are fine
           Her strength is in tweed
                 Everything on the line
           A tight rope indeed
    
     

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a perfect metaphor carried out from beginning to end...well done.

sometime we are all hanging by a thread, and often we put the rope around our own neck..but most often we are of tough enough fiber to survive.

jacob

[B-poet]

A profound & uniquely written piece here. Great work KeelyJane. Loved the overall theme & message you've conveyed. :)

[Frieda P]

One of my favorites of yours, love the format and it certainly resonates within my own issues, great read Keely!

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. I like it all along with the title...:)