Poems and Poetry

Chances | A Poem by Cattail Jester

You earth-bound, soil-laden
souls of terrain:
I’ll take my chances with
the highest trapeze, the stilt
walk, the tide-licked craggy
coast.
I’ll make my feet go where they
must, clear my declarative
throat, then:
Share a thought or two, take
the chance to be human
without worrying about any
performance.



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