Tightrope walking;
tiptoeing carefully from crisis to crisis
juggling the most important things in my life -
a collection of delicate spheres of spun glass.
Traversing the tightrope tripwire
as gingerly as I can...
If I falter, if I stumble
my world and I will plummet to the ground
and shatter into a million pieces
because I never learned how to use a net.
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Within the Chimera: a poetry collection
PoesíaThis is the world where I grow my inner poet: no holds barred as long as I think it's safe for public consumption. All poems will be dated with the original creation date, so if I post things out of order (a highly likely occurrence), all my reader...
