'highwire' poems - Hello Poetry

Ciel Noir May 2018

Highwire

Ciel Noir May 2018

Highwire

Standing on a highwire
Can't even see the ground
Some people try so hard
Not to look down

Some people push others
Out of their way
Not even looking
When they fall away

Some people take
Small careful steps
They never look up
At anyone else

Some sway with the highwire
Dance to the beat
They never even
Look at their feet

Ari Nov 2012

Seeking Enkidu

Ari Nov 2012

Seeking Enkidu

You will be argonaut
one more of the supernumerary
trodding upon the cindered ones
come before you
limbs wooden and somite
encircling a moon
tumescent and blue
in permafrost garrote
on constellations edge
tottering over synapse
mocking
like a mime on highwire
your guilt
lupine in its longing
sawtooth timberline in vivisect night
down promontory
to frozen wave
the broken spoke of your step
on sleetslick carapace
past the preterit
embalmed hide of the world
into the silent millstone
berserk
to return emptyhanded
and changed

PrttyBrd Feb 2017

Of Hope and Cotton Candy

PrttyBrd Feb 2017

Of Hope and Cotton Candy

Building a life on cotton candy dreams
smells of the circus and carnival rides
Exuberant children in tousled sheets
Doing untrained acrobatics on a highwire of hope

Melted sugar nightmares crash without a net
Eyes burn in the stench of memories and laughter
Wearing that broken wire like a decade old prom dress
Wishing pieces of that life didn't still smell so sweet
Making everything sour by comparison

Ever wary of the remote reminiscence of
laughter and the exuberance of children
Flesh torn by that highwire gown
Whenever someone smells of the circus and carnival rides

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Fred Oct 2017

Highwire

Fred Oct 2017

Highwire

High wire mind
the depth of me
brings out the best
in me, the test
of the tightrope
walk it with high hope
faith aligns with the rope.

fear of fear itself: bad idea.
Walk into the dark lake and meet your shadow.

#trust #fear #shadow

Keith W Fletcher May 2017

Air out the difference

Keith W Fletcher May 2017

Air out the difference

Every so often as we move along the trail
We meet those who walk along beside us
Some for just a few steps before a direction change
Others a step and two - you start looking for a bus

So rare when out of nowhere a sojourner steps in
At least that's what it seems to be ...then after a time
You realize you really don't know who joined who
So rare is the honor given and recieved that sublime

Is the word that seems fitting due to.. its rarity of use ...
... height and breadth of its inclusionary valuation
Finding the courage to walk the highwire of conversation
Without a net and that is not the normal inclination

A breath of fresh air through a dusty dead air space
Conversation so often drags along creating a rut
But time harmonizing along the trail a foot or endless mile
Has a key to locked doors and  inspired need to open windows

That I as I'm sure ,like so many others,  have.....
                         at some sad impulse driven moment ...nailed shut !!

Bruised Orange Oct 2011

funambulation

Bruised Orange Oct 2011

funambulation

there is a clear, fine line
cuts a path through the air

each step, once gingerly tread
with my balancing pole,
my highwire act of tight control

its a slackwire i walk this time
i'll need my dancing feet
no tension between the two poles
i'm my own pivot point

no time to practice,
i'll make it up as i go along

i'll be over the edge soon
pretty sure there's no
safety net below

but what the heck
it'll make for a great show

--bruised orange

Stu Harley Jun 2017

Upon The Flying Trapeze

Stu Harley Jun 2017

Upon The Flying Trapeze

upon
the
highwire type rope
then
a triple swan-dive
tonight
if
you please
when
my
soul take flight
upon
the
flying trapeze

Keith W Fletcher Jan 2016

FACING THE FUTURE

Keith W Fletcher Jan 2016

FACING THE FUTURE

I heard the alarm call
As the fool turned around
And I felt that I knew him
At least I've seen him around
Then I jumped on a highwire
Where I balanced myself
Trying to make it a performance
Never to be seen anywhere else
But I saw in the distance
No one below me could see
It wasn't something that I could ignore
I recognized it ....as a reality
So I fell into the net that
Existed not.. a second ago
Then I heard the band start playing
As I began to run down the road
When I looked back behind me
The crowd began to grow
They were following along
As if I led a parade
With the band mixed among them
Never stopping the song that they played

I couldn't lead them all into
What it was that I saw
It was my opposition
It was my cross to bear
So I had to go in
Had to go in all alone
In spite of my fear
For any hope of remission
Was in facing it down
In spite of how it appears

When I looked back behind me
I found faith as I saw .......inspiration

In the choir that I heard
As the crowd closed around me
Singing in loud voice to the song
That the band blasted out
With everyone singing harmony
As they all knew every word

So ain't it time we all start singing ?

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