Three lines exist
I grapple between them
Short on cash
The rope wanes thin
Like a seasoned trapeze artist
Heel presses on the past
And toe steadies the present
Don’t give up
All will work together for your good
Close to exhaustion
Infant cries and dog barks
Weigh heavy towards the darkness
A trial overcome tightens the line
And hope peels from the future
Firmly poised on the now
Toe dipped in the past
Head is fixed on the horizon
Image by pixabay
Really enjoyed the 3rd stanza keep up the work :D
thank you, I appreciate the encouragement :)
I like this juxtaposition of images-
Infant cries and dog barks
These images are reality to me with young children and noisy dogs - LOL