Sonnets On Life Number 2 Poem by Martin Moore

SONNETS ON LIFE NUMBER 2

A tightrope stretched across a valley
A frayed, dishevelled hempen strand
Its braided bonds well -nigh unravelled
He balances with outstretched hands
And takes his first unsteady step
Against advice he looks below
A flight of fancy, free except
For the rapidly advancing valley floor
He lands amongst the leaves and litter
And yearns for liberty and home
The lesson learned, the student bitter
A snapshot, life in monochrome
Trust the bonds and don't look down
Procure the sacred vantage ground