Monday, May 9, 2011

Her Cautious Auburn Beauty / new poems 2011

Without Absolutes

The tight knot came undone,
left me without absolutes
to anchor myself upon,
condemned my soul
to a future fully
bound with
failure.

Instead
I stepped
from my shoes,
the deadly weight
of staying stationary,
moved on and well beyond
failure and beside good fortune.

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