Tightrope

Inspired by a book I read as a kid

You may find me kissing the melting pink horizon at daybreak,

A bubblegum touch of a sugared farewell.

My fingertips will long for the smooth graze of a fairytale feather; 

For a girl with legs swinging on her rooftop 

I pluck a plump beauty from the flying formation. 

Up high the tender weight on the black cord with my toe

Is Grandfather’s bellowing laughter when I hid under the table. 

This creak is neither the hearty drunkenness of relatives 

Nor the impatient child’s pull of the pant leg,

But the scream of sanity from windy amplitude. 

Colors seem to blur together until they are all one;

No one knows they come from white and end in black.

All discussion seems to be directed towards the weather or the children,

And the adults retreat to the back of their heads, 

Because it’s a long way from one end to the other. 

Give me my shiny umbrella with the wooden handle,

For show I will please the crowd one last time.

Teeter-totter, to and fro,

Shocks and gasps from ants offer chains and cuffs for safety,

But they don’t realize I mean to fall.

Author's Note

Not one of my best.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. The trips into memory lane of life made the poem a pleasure to read. We will remember the laughter and joy s of life forever. Sometime walking on a tightrope is what we need to feel alive and well. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Chris]

The lines didn't flow smoothly into each other, but they have a good flow individually. That's my only criticism.

But anyway I really like how you used imagination. Like how a child sees everything from a grander stage. You ended it perfectly. I love the last line "But they don't realize I mean to fall."

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I am thinking of a child that does things for attention......not necessarily good things..........a good one Hayley

[The old me]

very interesting and nice flow of words. great job, really enjoyed this one.

[Art]

living within those moments when we walk the tight rope of life and visualize the ending at times is soothing ...more than life...interestingly written piece Hayley