Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Quatrain

In Haste

Love is true, no problem here,
no agitation, stress, 
no words that tip the applecart 
and leave us in distress.

Unless we're careful they will come
to set the cat among the pigeons,
dump our lives to disarray
and counteract our fond expressions.

In a flash we use expressions, 
robbing Peter to pay Paul, 
no regard for truthfulness
as pride precedes the fall.

Words in haste, and acts of malice
kill our equanimity,
murder love, destroy the beauty 
we have crafted tenderly.

All at once we're lost and lonely
grasping straws out on a ledge,
either way our lives could tumble,
'til we pull back from the edge,

and fulfill our fondest wishes,
indiscretions pass us by,
close to danger, indecision,
glad to smile and not to cry.

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Laurie Ginn April 30, 2009 at 8:43 PM Setting the cat among the pigeons Ive never heard that before but it can't be a good thing. So many feelings, a very emotional write, god work Keith.

Donna Golden April 30, 2009 at 4:57 PM This is lovely, Keith. So much is encompassed in this truth-filled piece. Well done! Fondly, Donna

Charmaine Chircop April 30, 2009 at 3:47 PM love is strong and yet so fragile and weal,yes malice is all around,but love wins and like your end of the poem i say-glad to smile and not to cry,lot to think about int this well penned poem----charma;-)

Carolyn Devonshire April 30, 2009 at 2:15 PM Come off the "ledge," Keith. You have many friends here on the Soup! Indeed, "Words in haste" can hurt, but sometimes it's better to hear the truth than hear nothing at all. You give the reader much to ponder!

Barbara Gorelick April 30, 2009 at 10:29 AM Love is hard! Great write..the laughing and crying get all mixed up...BG

Ronald Bingham April 30, 2009 at 10:28 AM Love is such a fragile thing, and once it is broken it can be nearly impossible to mend. Keith if you have never seen the movie Fireproof it ties right in with your poem. a great movie. God Bless. Ron

Emily Kroeger April 30, 2009 at 8:42 AM Beautiful!1!!!