Rock solid,
biding time,
fixated on
a future
born of
movement.
Frozen –
iced snapshots
of possibility,
immobilized by
misperceptions
Role-playing
expectations
carved from
generations
of staging.
One falters
all tumble,
lives shatter,
sink, lies
bottom out
sediment
disintegrates,
settles –
strength emerges
resurrecting
rock by rock,
precarious at first,
then gradually
re-building,
balance restored.
(Submitted for Willow Poetry’s challenge: What Do You See, based on featured image.)
One Woman's Quest 
Unfortunately so V.J. 😢
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I loved this V.J. It shows how tenuous life can be and one false move can send the dominos falling. 😔
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Thanks Christine. I certainly know this first hand, as many of us do.
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Marvellous description of the vulnerability, sometimes shaky, we fall apart, though we pick up the pieces, put it back together again, this time with more solidity and balance.
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I think I have the t-shirt somewhere, lol. It happens.
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Great poem, food for thought.
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one falters all tumble, that described this photo situation perfectly, like most organisations built on flimsy ideologies and shaky principles. really liked this one V.J – it can be read generally or applied to very specific circumstances
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Thanks Gina – I was thinking of families, or relationships, but also am deeply influenced by politics right now – like a train wreck that I can’t stop looking at.
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it seems to affect a lot of people when their intelligence is challenged
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