Tilting Chairs Was Just The Beginning
The World Tilts Challenge
My fingers dug in, holding onto a thread
The world tilts forward, because of something I said
Throwing orbits into chaos, completely a mess
I’ve got the pope kept on speed dial, so that I can confess
My shoulders are aching, I can’t take much more
The dr thinks that I’m faking, but believe me, they’re sore
Gods about to get even, he plans to settle the score
Just as I let loose, my tingling feet hit the floor
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
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I think we all feel like this from time to time.
I have to admit i was drawn in by the sexy image, BUT what a great poem !! Loved it, especially liked that you have the pope on speed dial. 😉😉