the odds


as you watch illusions trickle down,

only ash falling off your fingers,

in your heart the music lingers.

curtains are raised, appears a clown.

he'd been there all the while

in the light, you see him now and smile.

he mirrored you in the race,

while you mirrored the world.

now that you've come face to face

would you continue on the same road?

would fears overwhelm?

would it douse the flame?





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Written on 2010-11-16 at 04:04

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
The melodic rhyming appeals to my sense of harmony:) "fingers-lingers" "down-clown" and so on ~ *applause*

I also like the intensity of the questions and if there is nothing than can overwhelm us(me you everyone) as you so well describe in your poem. So, if there is nothing that can overwhelm us, when everything is *perfect*, we stagnate and repeat ourselves and become the source of deadly boredom.

I am usually grateful when something overwhelms me, because I learn something new about my yet to be expressed self and discover what I need to understand better, in order to move on. Go one step forward, improve myself or stop and listen to myself. That is the state of perfection I desire. It is of course necessary to experience some moments of peace and quiet, rest and then move one, keep becoming the better version of I and learn from each other instead of judging others while *sitting on the throne of 'perfection'*.

Fear= the ultimate motivator. You either become competitive friends or enemies with the fear:) You either listen to each other or ignore each other, everything comes with a price. But where do you decide to -place your bet- I will *bookmark* this poem and return to it now and then. Thank you for sharing:)
2010-11-22


John Ashleigh
I like this poem, I think it motivates 'the odds'.
2010-11-16


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2010-11-16