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Hanging by threads – Promote Yourself

Stumblings, falterings, graspings for heir
There go eye…
With a beam a gymnast
Could do a complete routine upon
Protruding from my own ‘I’
Tweezing splinters from others’ sight
That I am loathe to admit
As if looking down
From much vaunted heights
There’s an irony
Not overlooked
A hypocrisy…
A look on my face
I sometimes cannot see
Unless shown to me
Then the wait is imminent
The fill
The wash
The agitate
The rinse
A spinning drum
I tremble and shake
Removed into silence
As the rumble abates
Hung out to dry
For all to see…humbly
Through it all
Comes this gentle breeze
In the Son
In the Light
Pinned to a line
A warmth renews me
Folded neatly
Collapsing from self
And lovingly set aside
Till worn again
In time…
Colors fade
Threads thin
Wrinkles set in
The cycle
More wondrous
Than vicious

More thorn to bear
Than flower in bloom
More root
Than stem
More button down
Than crew
Or leaf
Or pleat
Or cuffs at hems
Just outer garments to be shed
And renew in due season
Painstakingly straining out impurities
Funneled from a Crown
Out of a head
And into a heart
The unseen
The scenes in surroundings
No longer
Leaving anything to be desired

“if people destroy something made by man they are called vandals. if they destroy something made by GOD they are called developers”
God Bless

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

3 responses

  1. Thanks for posting but why was the title changed from “hanging by threads?”


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