I imagine it's
relief and dread in one
more or less exhilarating line.
Running up a tightrope strung
from sea level to some imagined
starry peak! Peeked at and glimpsed
by looming blue distance lifelong, taken
half-seriously. Now, gaining elevation
in sure-footed sprint as the ground
gathers dizziness beneath you - well,
further on it might. You're not quite
treetops just yet! Just got started, but
you've been running so many miles
your feet have grown wings. You're
sure to find how far and high
this goes. No longer
imagining
things.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Monday, February 13, 2023
trip up
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