Showing posts with label there is a hair in my mashed potatoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label there is a hair in my mashed potatoes. Show all posts

Sunday, April 3, 2016

No Net



Also linking with Poets United for Poetry Pantry #296


All of life is the exercise of risk. ~William Sloane Coffin


I have always longed to have the heart of a daredevil performer
 flying the trapeze and walking the high wire tightrope 
moving confidently forward with no net to play it safe
yet instead my heart has chosen to stay behind the scenes
content to be a quiet cook standing still in the kitchen of life
willing to serve love and soft devotion on a plate
just be ware my complacent lover....
there may be a wild hair in the
 middle of your mashed potatoes!