A Leap In The Dark

I’m striding underneath the stars, black sky
calming the panicked puppy by my side
outside my head that made my bed a grind
of ineffective self-talk, sleepless bind

how worry frames my love when I account
the ledgers of my life! The debits mount
my unpaid status–I’m a refugee–
gives credit where it’s due new currency

and still the shackles rise to my dismay
I find the rusting keys amid the fray
the healing spiral’s endless, so I breathe
and walk the grounding earth as passions seethe.

Inspired by: Ineffective, Frame, Account and Refugee. My metaphors are all over the place on this difficult morning.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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