Today I would like to share a poem with you that I wrote. It is in a compilation of poems by several poets in the book Collected Whispers. I hope you enjoy it.

A Tiskit, A Taskit

We’re all in the world’s big basket

Drifting along on life’s ocean

The trip can be smooth and easy

Just one big cruise

Or the water can get choppy and rough

You could lose your balance

And fall out of the basket

You might have a friend

That pulls you back in before you fall

These are the lucky ones

It doesn’t happen to all

Some are all alone and don’t want to go on

They jump from the safety of the known

To risk the adventure of the unknown

The basket is less full now

Slightly used, battered, and worn

It’s load, a little lighter now

So still, it presses on

More jump into the basket

It groans with the world’s weight

It stalls and starts to sink

So those inside cast off unneeded things

Its course is steady once more inside the ring

A tisket, a tasket,

We’re all in the big world’s basket