Tightropes Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Tightropes Of Life
Walking tightropes of life, wavering in heights of environmental duress.
Existing in plain sight, ineffectual at best, riding through life in a coffin filled with satin and lace.
Shining up ahead, a motorcycle's awaiting my essence.
Stepping and riding into sunsets of existential patterns, set up in pathways of yesterday's images.
Always conquering inner fears and doubts with ever-present faith.
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