Jack Ross Jr. Poet Free verse

Treacherous Stride

Unsteady stride, feeling weak, deflates any thought of pride. I have to pull it 
together, find my stride.

Caught with my guard down, never saw it coming, the blow to my heart was 
painfully numbing. Feel like I'm stuck on a merry-go-round, going in circles, never 
gaining any ground.

I've been smitten by love many times in my life, but never before been cut to the 
bone by such a cruel knife.

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Kevin Clark July 22, 2011 at 8:16 AM Great words of deep emtion. Great expression of loss

Don Johnson July 21, 2011 at 3:19 PM Jesus mate was it a shiela or a heart attack, very emotional type poem. You will have to cast it off sidestep away, bad heart or shiela don't want to play, good on ya mate! Don Jack Ross Jr. July 21, 2011 at 3:46 PM twas a devil of a Sheila, lol.....back when I was a young man, in Love over my head....she was a beauty, played with me for awhile..then she dropped the bomb. Probably best thing for sure, she never changed...Whew! Thanks for the comments mate, you are indeed an Aussie Gent, much appreciated.....Jack

Judy Ball July 21, 2011 at 9:48 AM Oh I do so agree. Love can be so wonderful and so cruel at the same time. Strange thing. Great write here. God Bless, JB

Sara Kendrick July 21, 2011 at 9:46 AM Those that have loved and lost will understand completely...Very expressive work..Glad that my work about my Princess gave you a chuckle but trying to get her to stop is not easy..Sara

Zzzzz Zzzzz July 21, 2011 at 7:38 AM Yes, love can cut to the bone sometimes. I've been hurt by love in the past, as I'm sure most people have. You describe those awful feelings of love's unkind cuts all-too-well. A fine write. Regards, Robert.

Jl Sadberry July 20, 2011 at 5:08 PM Smile, *^_^* “You Know Thus Far My Dear Friend, I Love The Depthful Passion I Find Amid Your Stirring & Heartfelt Verse = And I Agree Once More With Beautiful Linda-Marie Dear Jack In That Yesss, Tis Patience, Trust & Timing == Sometimes True Love Can Wield Its Blade Deep Into Ones Heart But *^_^* In The End It Is Love, That Shall Seal & Steal The Day Away.” === My Love to You & Yours Always, Jasper *

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 20, 2011 at 12:21 PM yes luv can be cruel Jack but also wonderful.. it is a matter of timing and chemistry.. feeling your pain in this piece luv..

Paul Beadnall July 20, 2011 at 12:18 PM You are similar to myself,Old Jack. So intouch with your inner emotions. Beautiful write, only hope that the person who has prompted you to write such a poem,gets their just deserts. Thank you very much for top marking and commenting on my poem "My last hour". Was hard but, as time goes by .. May i ask your age and your country. Regards and blessings my mate Old Jack. I`m 44 from Middlesbrough England