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HIGH WIRE

Wire-walking again
high above it all
looking down
apart
move
on

Hands grip
slip from wrist
through palms
to finger tips
snap straight out
cruciform
testing antennae to the tortured thermals
and the wayward high-blown winds
Balanced, just
on the fine
taut
line

Feet slid down
the evolutionary scale
prehensile curl and coil
and, in the grasp, glide
in a smooth slide
curve and catch again
while the finer fibrillations
of the wire’s whine and thrum
strum the spine to flex
holding head high
face forward
and on to the
precise
centre
point

Stop

Risk
down
stone-drop
glance carrying
spider-web
needless net
saving nothing but
excuses for the morbid
Eyes aloft again
pick centre point
party piece
Pirouette?
Somersault?
Both
 
Ah! the hurrahs
of the crowd
Tense, try,
attain, taste
salt of your tears
sugar of the cheers
move
on

apart
looking down
high above it all
wire-walking again

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purplemoondoll

18 years 4 months ago

Great Rhythm

To this poem It drives the piece forward and the language use is excellent. You captured the scene beautifully and 'took me there'. I could clearly sense and see the movement and images as I read. I like these lines :- while the finer fibrillations of the wire’s whine and thrum strum the spine to flex Best wishes Kaz It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.
Mark

Mark

18 years 4 months ago

That would be enough fear

to get me wired. I wonder what I would value more than falling so far? I think relaxing would keep me on a steady course and being true would make me one with the wire. I really felt an amount of fear in the movement of this because of the structure. Very well done. Thanks, Mark
Mark

Mark

18 years 4 months ago

I'm not exatly sure why

but I was thinking of being on a plane and going back to where I grew up or what I call home (from where I was born). I am having all these old (and new) fears doubts and insecurities - the thoughts and feelings. I'm feeling on a high wire. But this is just another perception or at least one that first came to me. Mark Hoping you're a holidays are great !
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j_h08

18 years 4 months ago

Feels Like...

You are in the mindset of the jumper with the structure and rhythm of the piece. The occasional rhyme helps give it a nice edgy feel as well. Great write.