Tightrope Poems - Poems about Tightrope

Hebrews 13:5 “Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” (fiction like a chocolate chip cookie - with morsels of truth) he left my mother, when I was just a child she was left broken, with fearless abandon lessons came...

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Feat Attempt Preparation Practice makes perfect talent capability Challenging the Mind, Body, Soul Focus straight line Step by Step maneuver Word of caution Careful not to fall Precision in brief pause, but don’t stall Mind Control Courage instinct Confidence and Endurance Watch out for Anxiety Keep your nerves calm Accomplishment Take Make no mistake Covered under Heaven’s sake The Walk The Finish Proven victory and distinguished The watch below History books Remembrance and Reflection ...

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Treading the Tightrope ...

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Eyes are set on the goal, The mind remains focused, Nothing around brings joy to the heart, Nothing around brightens the day. The meadow blooms at the end, Joy stands at the close of the mile, Courage keeps the feet on the lane, Hope strengthens our steps. Each day comes in a variety...

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In facing challenges along life’s race Midst struggles marked by weakness angst… I walk the tightrope with faith in God* So I can stand on the winning side Thanking Him with worshipful bliss! In battling against many facets of unrighteousness Midst enticement of materialism offering wealth… I walk the tightrope, trusting divine mercy So I can do good works in His will Toiling...

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Trudging through thorny and rocky paths, His feet often got cracked and torn. Yet he persevered, for he had a lovely family. His dear one stood by his side as a pillar of support, Sharing the joys and hardships of life together. Gave their two sons the best education possible Seeing their success, as parents, they were proud, He had the...

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The disordered sands of entropy on unsure life’s shore, churned by the wheel of the chaotic tentative time, settle on the stratified shelf of the disorganized life. In moments moving with the perturbed dispersed dust, the truth of trust oscillates on the thread of tumult on the ruffling tightrope in the perilous space of purpose. In the threatening tempest...

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"Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will exalt you." Bible- James 4:10 Walk the...

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Don't Walk blinks RED screaming; Staying Alive, Life Ark two by two -- save/spend and start/end, Better Safe Then Sorry -- Don't Drink and Drive, Catch phrase that forewarn--protect and defend. Seas calmness...falsely trains expert yachtsmen, Stop and look both ways ere crossing the street, Phrase tell us Why's/Wherefores at time tighten, Calm ere the storm, wind turns, reverse at peak. Lost/found, bad/good,...

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For a girl with shy smile, bit assertive, sweet tooth, talkative, foolishly true-speak rude, learning to be gracious kid polite and well-mannered quickly evolving to responsible teen with changing family was tightrope walk. 'Walk the tightrope again' said the tough fate so as adult balancing fears, tears, terrified of making mistakes, choices in the heart of hearts, learnt to be polite, I carry on tight-lipped along ebb tide of precious divine Life....

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Often in life, it's felt like on a tightrope I've been walking between what is reality and what is merely an act. The names of people in my story, I've chosen to redact, those I've cheered on with a 'Bravo,' stood and applauded. Protagonists who took on the role of a true-life Romeo, if performing in Shakespeare's Globe would've...

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We were visiting good old Niagara Falls, the most beautiful place on earth. With its waterfall cadences and fresh lit sun, who could ask for anything more. Hand in hand we strolled together wearing summer sandals light as air. We talked and spoke of days to come, how we'd make a family ...

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Feast your eyes, ladies and gents, on the spotlight, high up in the circus tent. We cross our fingers, hoping, in our fright, our hero stays on the tightrope tonight. Wait, that man's sixty-six years old, and he has nary a muscle to behold. He doesn't not look so very brave as he gives the crowd...

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I tread so lightly upon taut thread of being holding back restrained fearing failure ever poised lopsided by threat reward...

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Black on Black… you say, A madness...yes…a brutal truth it is. The evisceration of pain turned inward, The observer recoils, head shaking in condescension, While sucking back an exhale of quiet relief. But contemplate this— Would you truly prefer it the other way? Suffocated anger unleashed with fury. Our pain, unchained, directed at its true source. If ever unleashed, Would you dare brave the cataclysmic...

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