By Sally Wahl Constain
Jacksonville Branch, Florida
How do we do it? How
do we keep our balance
in these trying times?
Nowadays, it seems everyone
is out of sorts, outside the norm.
We walk on eggshells trying
not to offend or offer advice,
not to burst out
with withering,
final farewells,
just because
we are so far apart.
On everything.
Politics intervenes
in every venue
every decision
of our shaky existences.
How do we walk the balance
beam without prior practice
or professional guidance?
How?
The metaphor of the balance beam works well here, as many can no longer count on walking on familiar solid paths. Your poem speaks well to how bewildering this “shaky existence” seems.
Thank you, Karen for your thoughtful comment about my poem. I am very happy to share. Writing poetry helps me to express myself and to find comfort.
Dearest Sally, Your poem is a testament, a prayer, a plea for balance. I find it interesting that so many of us are aware of your thoughts, your words, yet feel so unheard. How is that possible? How?
These challenging times certainly make our inner circle of friends invaluable. I suspect the women of yesteryear faced a lot of discrepancies and somehow mustered the grace to see them through.
Sending appreciation and a big old fashion hug to you for your poem.
Thank you so much, Lori for your hug, and for your positive remarks. I am happy to share with appreciative readers. Your comments touched my heart.
An almost universal sentiment today, so it’s very real. Expressed in every-day language, it could easily be heard in every town, in every tongue.
Thank you, Carol for your encouraging comments about my poem. Poetry helps me try to better understand our world. Happy to share with you.