Best Balancing Act Poems

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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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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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Stay in middle of road
Not failure... or God!
Work... play
Alone... socializing

Makes complete life!...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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L ovng and lenient
I ntiuitive and idyllic
B ashful but sometimes brazen
R omantic and reasonable
A lways seeking answers...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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