Tightrope

Life is just a walk

on a high tightrope

with too many

loopholes and lax

in the middle..

to snag your dreams

like silk stockings with

crooked seams...

seems never ending.

bending with fears

lending tears as

you fall wearing slippery shoes

throwing frustration down

on a balancing act

without a net

net profits.. zero

in empty pockets

with occasional

chump change

for the blues playing

on a jukebox in a bar

somewhere down the road

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Your poem is a powerful reflection on the challenges and uncertainties of life, and the way that the world can often feel like a precarious balancing act with no safety net. I loved the way that you used vivid imagery and powerful language to convey the idea that life can be difficult and challenging, but that even in our darkest moments, there is always a glimmer of hope and beauty to be found. Your words are a powerful reminder of the courage and strength that it takes to keep moving forward, even when the road ahead seems long and difficult.

[Fran Marie]

Thank you kindly for reading and insightful
review . exactly what I meant to convey

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

My pleasure 😊 if you have time do check out my poems too and let me know what you think about.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fran… we were born to walk a
Rocky Road… where Sunflowers grow over the broken fence. We are drawn to Old Barns where Hay and Straw will be our Bed as Time goes by.
Sharing the Neigh of Horses and Sweet Billy Goats… softly, Pat

[Fran Marie]

Hi Pat,I always appreciate your poetic reviews
they smooth out that rocky road, thank you
read moreHi Pat,I always appreciate your poetic reviews
they smooth out that rocky road, thank you

[Patricia Wedel]

I appreciate you Fran Marie … hope your Summer is pleasant . tenderly, Pat

[Relic]

I can really identify with this. And the older you get, the further down the road that jukebox plays.

[Fran Marie]

Thank you Tim
I so appreciate

[Coyote Poetry]

It seen we are always walking on a Tightrope. Almost ready to fall and just holding on. If we do fall? Could be a dead-end? I liked the poetry. You made the reader ponder and think. Thank you dear Fran for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Fran Marie]

Thanks John..so true
many pit- falls along life's journey

[Betty Hermelee]

wonderful images Fran, and by the way welcome back!!! it's been a long time.... life isn't always smooth; it can be jerky, bumpy and terrifying sometimes as you suggest in this well crafted piece...you mention "empty pockets" and "blues"..." crooked seams"..all point to the fact that life is teetering on the edge and not always a steady road....well dome!
Best, B

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Betty.. so much
yes ..life can get pretty darn hectic
and harsh at times..we just have to roll
with punches..

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome Fran, a pleasure
Warmly,
B.

[J K White]

I like this very much, great images I loved the last 4 lines the most.

[Fran Marie]

Thank you JK..for
your kind review I
s o appreciate