Narrow Passage

Slice of Sky by J. Binford-Bell

Narrow

The path
seems to narrow these days
choices so few.

One foot
in front of another
toeing the line.

No room
or time for deviation.
No wiggle room

Judgement 
sits on either side
awaiting a misstep.

Time
so confined
cannot even sit down and cry.

J. Binford-Bell
August 2012



Wow
And how
Did I arrive
At such a destination

Thank you for the honor
I nominate Wyoming Diva's Poem Missing

Comments

  1. The Blog of BeeAugust 4, 2012 at 7:51 PM

    You can do whatever you want to do and don't let anyone tell you any different.

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  2. Ien in the KootenaysAugust 5, 2012 at 7:55 AM

    Lovely poem and there is nothing narrow about that stunning slice of sky. Partly it is the zeitgeist, don't you think? Let's face it, we are in a depression. Hang in there girl, you have so much to live for. You live in beauty and you are so talented.

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  3. JBinford-BellAugust 5, 2012 at 8:03 AM

    Yes, there is a lot to live for. But it seems such a long path at the moment. I keep waiting for the path to widen. Meanwhile I keep on keeping on.

    The garden has been a major asset this year both because of its connection to life and its augmentation of my food supply.

    So happy to see you back, Ien.

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  4. The Nefarious XAugust 9, 2012 at 4:31 PM

    I liked the structure of the poem following down narrowly as well. I can relate to the poem.

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  5. AnonymousAugust 11, 2012 at 8:25 PM

    a message or picture well painted in your words.

    Cheers.

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  6. The PoetAugust 11, 2012 at 9:14 PM

    Both the picture and words are beautiful!!

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  7. LynAugust 13, 2012 at 6:02 PM

    "time so confined" I like that.

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  8. Hyde Park Poetry PalaceAugust 30, 2012 at 10:37 AM

    Hello, how are you today?
    Thanks for being part of Thursday Poets Rally and hope to see you continued support …your input is valued…
    We are giving you the perfect poet award for week 71 today, enjoy!
    If you take it, please nominate another poet in your poem post, and leave your acceptance link under our award post, thank you in advance!
    Happy End of August! Have A Grand September Ahead!

    Cheers!

    it has been a pleasure to have you shine like a star around us... ;)

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  9. The Blog of BeeAugust 30, 2012 at 6:54 PM

    Congratulations! You arrived at your destination because you're good, damn good. Very well done!

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