Writing

I walk dangerous paths
the line
between right and wrong
I am not always right
(I am not always wrong)
no parallel lines
these
they
converge in places
where boundaries are not defined
and
I dream
of arrival.

©Liz Knowles
This poem first published in Candles and Conifers, ed. Ruth Burgess, Wild Goose Publications
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