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Balance Tipped
Reminders borne on angels' wings
of worth beyond what I can see
this blindness pushed to one side
when the simple then presides
these loving nudges against the bulk
of the pessimism in the self
mix of gloom and despair
melancholy is the refrain
blocking out the rays of hope
now imagined in history
chronology that’s replaced
without regard for consequence
a passing reference of remorse
perhaps the faith was made of smoke
the pressing doubt cries for help
day to night seeks resolve
it’s a darkness without reprieve
until the light is retrieved
from the cloak of a chum
this artifact of loving jest
to mock the crush with a laugh
the seraph’s charm taking flight
scales are removed in the end
balance tipped by a friend.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190612.
of worth beyond what I can see
this blindness pushed to one side
when the simple then presides
these loving nudges against the bulk
of the pessimism in the self
mix of gloom and despair
melancholy is the refrain
blocking out the rays of hope
now imagined in history
chronology that’s replaced
without regard for consequence
a passing reference of remorse
perhaps the faith was made of smoke
the pressing doubt cries for help
day to night seeks resolve
it’s a darkness without reprieve
until the light is retrieved
from the cloak of a chum
this artifact of loving jest
to mock the crush with a laugh
the seraph’s charm taking flight
scales are removed in the end
balance tipped by a friend.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190612.
Published 14th Jun 2019
Author's Note
The poem “Balance Tipped” was inspired by the affection I received from friends at a social event.
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