by Sharon Bridgforth

i am very busy

creating balance
in my Life.

holding never regainable moments lost to senseless acts of looking and hiding and looking
looking for hope between the beats of unavailable beauties/dancing wide hipped honey        smiles/holding
too many drinks/one too many
one too many times    reaching for unclaimable thoughts/full of self-selected
doses of unreality/passing time i
juggle bits of my mind  mid-air/lose a little here
a little there
i
sleep walk through
Ancestral dreams/blood memories
and voices.

choosing badd.

with
threads
of
rage
bits of
fear
pound the
piece of sanity/i hold

i can not give a linear thought
to the issue of
creating balance

so i offer
a word-quilt         woven pictures
a glimpsing ride/an exploration
of love/strength and laughter         unearthed by tear-born prayer

an experimental lament of some of the ways that we survive
choose
and fight
in order to keep our Spirits
an create balance

where there is none.

please pray for those we've lost...