Hanging by threads

Subject: Hanging by threads Sat Nov 28, 2015 8:29 am

Stumblings, falterings, graspings for heir

There go eye…

With a balancing beam a gymnast

Could do a complete routine upon

Protruding from my own ‘I’

Tweezing splinters from others’ sight

That I am loathe to admit

As if looking down

From much vaunted heights

There’s an irony

Not overlooked

A hypocrisy…inescapable

A look on my face

I sometimes cannot detect

Unless shown to me

Then the wait is imminent

The fill

The wash the agitate

The rinse

A spinning drum

Wherein...breath taken

I tremble and shake

Removed into silence

As the rumble abates

Hung out to dry

For all to see…humbly

Through it all

Comes this gentle breeze

In the Son

In the Light

Pinned to a line

A warmth renews me

Folded in neatly

Collapsing in upon self

And lovingly set aside

to the tune

of the gasp that gently dies before

an accordion's final hoarse wistful wheezy sigh

Till worn again

In time…

Colors fade

Threads thin

Wrinkles set in

The cycle

More wondrous

Than vicious

More of a thorn to bear

Than malicious

Less flower in bloom

More root

Than stem

More button down

Than crew

Or leaf

Or pleat

Or cuffs at hems

Just outer garments to be shed

And renew in due season

Painstakingly straining out impurities

Funneled from a Crown

Out of a head

And into a heart

The unseen

Beautiful

Glorious

The scenes of
once old familial surroundings
No longer akin nor beholden
come to mind
in a flashback maelstrom of olden days
Faded allure
whores of yore
Men stoic in mien
Deceptively furtive for good reason
Nefarious intents emerge
Not leaving anything to be desired

And I continue in reluctance
By bit and bridle to drink where led
Son-of-Manning the keyboard
as if a lonesome sailor at a helm
Rising and falling
Wrestling with white capped fury to stay on course
tap, tap, tap away to what end?
Rarely understanding...
Comprehending nothing...
until after
trusting enough
To hit "send"
Whether to fall
or to stand
Now entirely...
out of my hands
and "good riddance!"
I say thee one and all
for now...
I can breathe freely

Subject: Re: Hanging by threads Mon May 30, 2016 12:04 pm