Routine Life And Love

Routine life—

a balance beam
a tightrope
a well-worn path…

(for a better image
choose your own)

and not to be disparaged—
wild roads will ruin a carriage.

Perhaps at best
a glass bottom boat—
but note it is not the sea.

Love—

the water below—
its feeling, turmoil, floating—
the madness that is clarity.

And the ground
beneath the beam
the net beneath the rope

and all that can be found
beyond the path
then cherished in it.

by Glen Kappy

Comments (6)

Everything coheres in this poem: there is a unity of experience because everything is linked into a larger whole and it is the whole that your poem grasps, which is really surprising although you make it quite convincing. I like this theme that we must leave the path and enter the beyond and THEN make that beyond part of the path, again and again, we go beyond and then return. This is a challenging view of life. It's an odyssean perspective.
One of your best writes Glen! I enjoyed its depth and the salient truths expounded on life and love. Top marks!
I like the last stanza - it is God. Wonderful poem.10.Happy New Year!
Love this! ! Absolutely enjoy the blend of humor, wit, and wisdom! ! Well, you know me, I was attracted of course to this line- -wild roads will ruin a carriage.. You picked the right images unerringly for this fantastic poem! ! 10+++++++++++++++++
A great poem laden with so many imageries, each with a specific purpose, so well chosen. Felt like going through a meditation class presided by Milarepa, the great Tibetan Buddhist Monk. Thank you dear sir for such an enlightening poem. 10+++++ Subhas
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