Tire tracks,

Like life lines on the street’s palm,

Leave anxiety

In the wake of cooling calm:

So many crossings,

Like a gigantic caution sign;

So many warnings,

Shallow treads out of line…


How do I get in traffic jams like these:

Is it because I steer too hard to please?

My mind is slipping,

Like helpless tires on sheer ice:

I need your helping hand,

Your loving heart, at any price.

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
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1 Response to Attraction

  1. cdsmiller17 says:

    This poem was written during a particularly difficult period of time: I was cheating on my first wife.


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