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In the balance

In the balance

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IN THE BALANCE

Notice how she waits in expectation,
contemplating maybe, just how justice works.

Does she sense it hangs on holding steady?
Does she sense unbalance in the end?

Doesn’t she look like somehow she might not know
that the weight she holds so level
will shift as on a whim?

One little thought
falling like a feather

or one wrong move
heavy as a soul;

one of her decisions, 
shiny as a pearl or light as a pocketful of poesy–

just one small word and the world can lose its balance.
Just wash it from her hands and it all falls down.

Karen
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Written by: Karen on March 27, 2011.
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  • BandE

    Hi -enjoyed reading your poem. Liked especially the line “One little thought falling like a feather”, which is a good reminder for us all to really think before we say or do.

  • http://margaretsagri.blogspot.com Margaret

    Beautiful, meaningful poem, Karen. Your lines express how easy it is to lose the balance of life. Good to see you here! :)

  • http://lyricsandmaladies.blogspot.com joaquin

    this feels so….precarious. the first time i read it i was thinking of those statues of lady justice – kind of philosophical – but then i read it through a few more times, and it kind of reminded me of “chronic” back at your place. sort of that undertow that tugs at a mother’s heart, trying to be the perfect judge (despite how impossible it is) and always second guessing herself….that amazing mix of ultimate devotion and eggshell delicacy. don’t know if that’s what you had in mind, but it has that sense to me.

  • http://foolishnessofthings.blogspot.com Aniket

    Wow to the poem and wow to Joaquin’s interpretation of it. I took almost a decade getting here, but here I am.
    Things are going tough on work end. Which is a good thing now, coz its my firm. But had kept me away from the site for a while.

    “One little thought
    falling like a feather

    or one wrong move
    heavy as a soul;”

    These lines pretty much sum up life for me. Its one of those poems that makes you sink a level deeper each time you read it. One of your best works that I can recall. And I’ve read quite a few. ;)

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