You cast away my severed thoughts.

You held the rope

that held the balance,

you whispered quietly

on my high-wire placement

of thoughts suspended

asking me to cut the rope?

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes we live our whole lives on the high wire...the rope getting cut okay, but the net taken away from below...that makes us think twice.

[andrew mitchell]

indeed jacob

[Einstein Noodle]

from the title i take it he went ahead and did her bidding ... shaking to and fro up on that high wire ... i think she is quite the coward to ask him to do it when it seems it is she that wants the thing to be over ... if i don't think of the title as integral ..your closing leaves me balancing along with your protagonist ... struggling with the knife in one hand, struggling with her challenge and struggling with the height ... i think i like the open endedness of that way rather than the rope cut ... deed done ... your poem involved me brain and me emotions ... enjoyed the read!
E.

[andrew mitchell]

i was in two minds writing this poem, i was struggling to write for a start and my thoughts were should i just cut this.

[Einstein Noodle]

maybe call it "Thanks a Lot " ;)))))))

[Gee]

CHEATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTS.....tut, tut. So that's how it's done. Steve Smith was caught with a b*****d file in his sock and disc cutter in his pocket......."we will make that f*****g ball swing mate !!!
Morning squire hope you and yours are well.
Oops, the poem, your usual mind bending after that flies straight over my empty skull :)))

[andrew mitchell]

What the ..... is all I can say. Why would they be so desperate to now ruin their careers. Time for another sport I think. Pure dumbass lol this reminds me of the cronje match fixing days. Heads will roll!

[Gee]

Indeed, hockey 🏑 ???

[andrew mitchell]

Rugby".........

[Gee]

Darts.....