Unbalanced (again)
Perfect permanent balance
Does not exist
Do not wish
It is simply the midpoint
Of our own pointy pendulum
While we find our swing
To the next extreme
A talent perfected
Only in death
– a.r.
Painting: Well Deserved Respite After a Particularly Brutal Goring by Bill Carman
Part of his Unbalanced series.
sometimesihatemycat 
Beautiful!
Thank you, both for reading and for the comment. Both are encouraging and appreciated, truly. Thank you.
Loved it!!! 🙂
Thank you. I’m so glad you enjoyed it, and thanks for saying so. 🙂
You’re welcome! 🙂
April, I read this, and even before I got to the end of the piece (even after the first two lines!), I thought ‘I know where this is going!’ – not because your piece was obvious (you are never obvious, you are skin-off-the-face-honest), but because I have been on that same cushion, I have travelled on those same two feet – you have simply GOT to read this (if only to give the little bugger some company):
http://mlewisredford.wordpress.com/2012/01/15/satin-poem/
I do believe that “skin off the face honest” is THE best compliment I have ever received. I like to think I try to be, that I occasionally accomplish it a wonderful thing.