under over weaving
inhale exhale breathing
ticking tocking gears
assuming, assuaging fears
ebbing flowing tides
pro and con – two sides
to and fro-ing trees
stillness? maybe breeze
count and counter points
bending – straightening joints
sinking low : rising soar
getting some, giving more
awake or deep asleep
too shallow or too deep
bit quiet or smidge noise
ache sorrows, holy joys
frenetic time or rest
horrible or best
Piece of cake or challenging,
these the changes life will bring.
darken lighten
soothing frighten
black then white
sure or might
high – low
come. go.
What?
You say it isn’t true?
Hey, look –
perhaps the change is you.
Just Sifting 
Beautiful. First I loved the ebb and flow of language in your poem. Second I loved the ebb and flow of meaning in your poem. It had both a soothing and disquieting lilt to it. Beautiful!
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Thank you! I never know how a poem is going to turn out. It seems to take on a life of its own from the start an I am along for the ride:)
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Your rhythm is absolutely musical!
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Thank you! Maybe it’s the cuckoo clock in my living room – it sets the beat to our lives!
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Holy smoke! I love the play of opposites–and unlikely nondualities that lie within. My favorite line: “ache sorrows, holy joys”–right at the core of our being.
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