Balancing Act Poems - Poems about Balancing Act

he was hanging from the charcoal rafters doing push-ups thinking cap dangling loosely by his side like a detached trouser stripe time for emotions and mindful assonance for when reason fails feelings surpass the limbo of a lost soul yet to be found ...

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let's be fair let's meet in the middle let's each do our share like in any true partnership posted on April 4, 2025...

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THE BALANCING ACT I woke up again, again and again, Rewind the incidents that gasped before me; I was a freak at that time, there I was saved by a matriarch, Oh! I was dried and dehydrated yesterday – In a place where full of delicate young beings who were glossed up well “Outer mostly”, But, did you think...

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Annoyances add up so fast That sometimes you might be aghast When life does prolong All the things going wrong And your stress level can’t be surpassed. For somehow when nits multiply, Even calm people cannot deny That each problem presents Such a knot that prevents Peace of mind and I’d like to know why. I guess life’s a balancing act And the odds against joy...

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I continue reading Iain McGilchrist's "The Master [Mistress] and his [her] Emissary," a retelling of many RightWing dominant and LeftWing repressed and suppressed events anti-ecofeminist and pro-orthodox patriarchal white privileged histories of nationalistic fatherlands written across the individual ego-hearts and eco-habitats of every EarthMother trans-regenerator born into spatially incremental awareness through temporally exponential change-- like a river greeting an ocean and an ocean receiving a river. Where Julian Jaynes tells a psychological...

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what forms shapes of thought that understanding exists between opposites contradictories languages and their meanings negated and cleared that understanding exists between opposite forms and shapes of thought stan sand...

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The Balancing Act It is as though I am constantly in a balancing act I envy those that seemingly do not go through This process of weighing things in my mind Those like poker players that can go “all in” Shove their chips into the middle of the table As if there wasn’t even a fore thought involved No, my mind...

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I have spiritual callings, personal dreams and a bunch of stuff in between. My aspirations are many, so how do I pursue them all? I believe the answer is in mastering the balancing act. The hardest part of the balancing act is adjusting to the unexpected It’s like you’re walking a tightrope from building to building,...

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which road will you Choose there is only Three each day all three Paths will confront you i Caution you to ponder each course Good Self Evil They will Beckon your Hearts Desire your Soul intuitively perceives each outcome Yet You are Master of Your Own Destiny ...

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The balancing act New Year’s Eve how fine it was Red wine and grilled meat An exhibitionist dance alone On wooden legs Fell into a lake of wine almost Drowned till someone pulled the plug And he waded ashore to the strand of Safe temperance Today he sits in the corner of the restaurant A plate of soup and a bottle of...

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Life is filled with many ups and downs The trick is to balance the smiles and frowns It's certainly not easy It can make you queasy Perseverance is a must to avoid being drowned © Jack Ellison 2015...

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My kids like myself were instructed on how to wash clothes as soon as they were tall enough to reach into the basin without falling in. Parenting 101 calls this the see-saw or teeter-totter effect, whereby toddlers balance themselves on their bellys, feet dangling acrobatically off the washer machine lip scooping damp clothes onto...

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Balancing Act. When crossing the bridge I met a fairly famous poet, he was balancing the bridge´s railing, absorbed in total concentration; under him the river flowed white and wild. Then he jumped to safety and collapsed, this because he was blotto, with the help of a passerby we got him to hospital where he was pumped. When...

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My faith hanging on a thread All these thoughts pounding inside my head So much on hanging onto this thin wire My heart overpowered by desire Am I right or am I wrong Is this really where I belong? So much is wrong, so much is right But is this torture or delight It's almost like I'm losing sight From a light so blindingly...

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To Shaman Aboriginals "Dreamtime" was the virginity Of the earth Before the dirt Was soiled by humanity Using crystals or their bare feet They harness the earth's energy To channel the grid Over which we live To balance and restore harmony (Austrialian Aboriginals) Received 11th place in "The Shaman's Way" contest Received 12th place in "5th poem on the soup" contest...

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