Love is like taking a bus…
In my car, the seat belt secures,
holding steady against the bumps and sways,
harnessing against the change in equilibrium,
but I am on a bus – The Love Bus.
The corners are killers – no seat belt – no you!
I need you to steady my seat – hold my body still,
temper my impetuous reactions to change.
I need to be wrapped in bonds that secure,
sort out my floundering in an unfamiliar sea.
When the waves crash – you are prepared.
We are standing, weight evenly balanced,
both feet planted firmly in our future.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
(1st Pub. “Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey”, Ireland 2003)
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