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I’m balancing precariously
Embracing life’s uncertainty
Preparing for adversity
But praying for the sun
I’ll bet on my capacity
To sell my true diversity
To finally find the place for me
To let my spirit run

My life’s become hilarity
I find no linearity
There is no similarity
With all that I’d begun
And now in perpetuity
I live with incongruity
This may yet be the death of me
These miles that I must run

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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7 Responses to Precarious

  1. raeme67 says:

    I usually don’t like rhyming poetry, but you have a gift, This was very good.

  2. Here rhyme suits your purpose well, Helen.
    We hang by threads, precious threads and where we go after starting out is in a way a mystery.
    i like your
    “There is no similarity
    With all that I’d begun”

    that speaks to me deeply.

    Best wishes

  3. There is a ray of hope in this poetry among all the difficulties each one of us goes through

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