Always Teetering

Redux

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there’s always something
out of whack
emotional
physical
mental
or external
and we must
adapt to it
lest we succumb

it’s a waiting game
until the next thing
goes wrong
throwing us
out of kilter again

balance is really
wobbling minimally
while feeling
some joy
and less pain

Originally posted March 22, 2019, on I Write Her.

Existing In The Middle

heated sands, cold snow
a stark delineation
death in the extremes

Equilibrium

life dangles delicious carrots of hope
slamming us to the ground at the same time
the key is to recognize
neither is worth agonizing over

take the good with the bad
settle for the small joys as they come
and revel in them

tether in the middle
and find your balance

Lagom

weigh all the options
make homeostasis the goal
forge a better life

Enduring With Sanity

being alive
forces us to survive
but surviving isn’t living

our days on this earth
will be filled with some shit
but we must rise above

acceptance of our reality
lessens the blows
cools the struggles

joy and comfort
are still to be found
in heaps all around

one foot in front of the other
maintaining balance
homeostasis can be achieved

I wish I could recall what post inspired these thoughts, but I can’t! I do know that it was in response to something Eugenia said. Maybe she remembers? :)

Beautiful Ugly

Redux

Originally published on I Write Her 5/24/18, presented here with revisions.

i’m simultaneously surrounded
by the good i enjoy
and all that i despise
life is a constant shifting of emotions
to achieve balance between distaste and harmony
looking for homeostasis
i hope i manage it
it gets difficult some days
at times, yin yang forces me
beyond my capabilities of juggling
then i struggle to keep both sides
from crashing into me
help!

Reblogs – Sadje and Joseph A. Pinto

Light, I see it as a metaphor for goodness – finding it, feeling it, and following it – isn’t that what we desire for our lives? If not, what is life then but dimmed?

Light and Darkness by Sadje

Give me light 
I am lost in dark 
I stumble 
Seeking help 
Wandering directionless  
Show me the right path

adaptation by Joseph A. Pinto

i’ve grown used to  
a mind gone closed;  

i’ve gone numb to  
a heart grown cold.

Finding Balance

writing – poetry, fiction, submissions, books, emails
sleeping
finances – taxes, banking, statements, payments
cleaning – kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, living room, office
laundry – sheets, clothes, towels
eating – healthful, decadent
drinking – water, medicinals, booze
showering
reading – books, ebooks, blogs, notices, email, mail, subtitles
thinking – rehashing, exploring, daydreaming, planning, goals
exercise – for back, for TMJ, for shoulder, for heart
free time

you’d think i wouldn’t get enough sleep, free time or get showered at all!
but you’d be wrong

Carefree

wisdom has graced me
a found peace
in the tumultuous
emerged from within

now standing alone
or in a crowd
without fear
becomes natural and easy

living at my pace
doing what satisfies
enjoying the results
a balance has been struck



The Nature Of Life

Inspired by Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Legend

The
battle
of good and
evil goes on
until forever, creating legends.