The Balance Beam

The Balance Beam

A Poem by Einstein Noodle
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1920s Pine Balance Beam | Balance beam, Beams, Gymnastics
The Balance Beam

this night the Cheshire Cat moon is grinning 
low in my East horizon             the witching hour
beam spends its night waiting
never sleeping             silent it
keeps worn and time oiled skin 
warmed and waiting
like a Budhist Monk in meditation

how easy it use to be     lithe body     bold will
climbing aboard

i am old .... how am I expected
to mount once more the 4 inches 
like a cliche'

i use to stand stork like all day
without a tremor            
walking was a fresh breeze of spring
leaping splits, saltos and hand springs
all the apparatus working and silky

but this morning finds me       creaking
              cracking 
once more the limits of a falling body
....... i climb on board    do my job though
 
inside 
          
all the wobbling incapability 
has a mask and stink of fear
but

all goes quiet .. 
the glass pond ... 
the loon's cry
the lotus 
like the Monk

I would think I were dead 

if not for my own 

Cheshire

Cat 

grin.

10/16/2020
E. 


 

© 2020 Einstein Noodle


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Wow an amazing way to tell of the changes as physical deterioration creeps into once well oiled bones. This has such a visual impact as you take the beam as your focus and your flow and word choice gives this an inevitable determined sadness. Bravo from one working out to try to stave off the knackers yard!

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

ahahaha yes .."stave of the knackers yard" for sure .. ahahahha i am larfing loud over that right no.. read more



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I understand the poetry my friend. I walk now, don't run no-more. I am more monk than dancer. Hello from Michigan and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 2 Hours Ago


The ending added a sombre humorous taste, and I believe humor is a great way to deal with all of this "aging" thing :) maybe You can find comfort with those who share the same feelings with You, still never old dear E never old :)

"all goes quiet ..
the glass pond ...
the loon's cry
the lotus
like the Monk"

I Love these lines, I believe they can be placed into another poem, maybe a happier one :) love ya💕

Posted 1 Day Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Hours Ago

yeah ..it is a somber tone thrugh most of it .. but truth non-the-less .. to one degree or another ... read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Hours Ago

oh........ i forgot to mention ... the Cheshire cat grin came from that memory ;) .. read more
lightsong

3 Hours Ago

What a touching story! I do believe his soul was ready to go after he said a proper goodbye to his f.. read more
Maybe I'm overly libidinous, but if you replace the word beam in the third line for a female's name this poem reads entirely differently. Probably why I laughed at the line about 4 inches. I got your meeting though, plenty of creeks and cracks myself.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

yes .. well ... most assuredly changes meaning completely ... you must have been horny :)))))))))))).. read more
Nifty. It never occurred to me to write about a balancing beam. There are so many things in life like this! Kudos for being considerate enough to think about those who have activity that is starting to wind down. Old age is a pain, and I'm only 49!

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

your just a babe PB! ;) i write about it because i go through it .. like most of us do eh!? Thank yo.. read more
oh the creaks I have these days:) I fear I may be paying for my overactive youth today. when i finally turn in this chassis it will not have a very good trade in value! Clever analogy Mr. Einstein but me thinks you still have a pretty good balance even if those feet of yours don't always agree on gravity

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

ahahahaha well yes ... balance is a key isn't it?! i have whats called Meniere's Syndrome which incl.. read more
Firstly
Old man one of my favourites from Neil young
Loved him since I was about 15
So yeh a lifetime lol
Yes I loved your poem
ESP the Cheshire kit grin at the end

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) thank you Julie! glad you liked it .. yeah ..Neil Young .. to.. read more
Age creeps over us all, sapping that youthful vitality. Still, we persevere… and that is success.

And, as we all know, "youth is wasted on the young." 😎

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Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

yes indeed ... and in youth we burn it up :))))))))) love that you are back a bit Ma ... have always.. read more
I think if you put your mind to it, you could get up on that bar.
Remember, age is no barrier to somersaulting on said bar.
Then again, the bars are shut and after ten pints you can do anything your other mind lets you do.
Probably why A and E is always full of athletic pensioners. Right, I'm off to do my Olga Corbett routine, probably won't be back for a while.


Posted 4 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

ahahahaha thanks for the belly laurgh at me self and you ... yes .. it at first we can't mount the b.. read more
Not old, second childhood, :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

ahahahaha all day every day mon Cherrie!
I find these things have become much easier to lean against rather than attempt to try and climb up onto
Of course that could even be difficult to do eventually
perhaps

Posted 4 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

ahahahaha yes ... maybe a next poem .. "The Leaning Post" :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) great .. read more

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