Releasing Certainty, Welcoming Possibility

by Belinda Munoz on March 4, 2011


With eyes closed and death grip,
she clutched the steel lap bar
white-knuckling curves, corkscrews, loops and dips

hearing noise,
holding breath,
stifling screams.


a bolt came undone,

a warning.

With eyes wide and bold resolve,
she opened her heart to what might be
embracing curves, corkscrews, loops and dips

finding voice,
defying death,
living dreams.

for #sixwordfridays (Might) and #fridayflash55
image by cra1glloyd

{ 25 comments… read them below or add one }

1 ayala March 4, 2011 at 3:40 am

Living life we have to let go of the fears. Otherwise there is always what if left in our heads. “she opened her heart to what might be” – I love it!


2 [email protected] from a Peaceful Divorce March 4, 2011 at 3:52 am

I’ve always found roller coasters to be a good reminder to me to let go of fear and embrace the possible. I love this!


3 Caroline March 4, 2011 at 4:05 am

This one made my heart race. Very nice!

“With eyes wide and bold resolve,
she opened her heart to what might be”

Those were my favorite lines!


4 dustus March 4, 2011 at 4:06 am

a bolt came undone… OMG. I’m scared of heights as it is. That would have sent me into cardiac arrest. lol Great 55 and metaphor for writing.


5 Belinda March 5, 2011 at 8:33 am

You and me both, Adam. Terrifying thought, indeed.


6 Sara March 4, 2011 at 4:50 am

Beautiful! Despite the fact that rollercoasters, real and metaphorical, terrify me ;)


7 brian March 4, 2011 at 5:08 am

woohoo…put those hands in the air and enjoy the ride!


8 Kristi March 4, 2011 at 6:08 am

Love the line “embracing curves, corkscrews, loops and dips” Isn”t that the secret of living a life filled with wonder?
Made me want to go ride a rollercoaster!


9 G-Man March 4, 2011 at 6:44 am

A wake up call of sorts?
I Love metaphorical 55’s.
You Rock the Planet Baby!!!
Thanks for playing today, and have a Kick Ass Week-End!


10 TheKitchenWitch March 4, 2011 at 7:44 am

Roller coasters always make me feel so vulnerable, even when I’m bolted in seven times over.



11 Brook March 4, 2011 at 8:26 am

I might not do roller coasters, but I definitely appreciate the need to let go and take the ride in spite of our fears.


12 Jannie Funster March 4, 2011 at 9:43 am

Another reason to never ride a roller coaster again. Yikes. I am totally sticking to the Tilta-whirl!


And re your comment at G-Man’s, I hope your son’s vomiting is over now. Never any fun to puke.


13 Steven Aitchison March 4, 2011 at 11:56 am

Loved this Belinda, even though I don’t know what all this is about, I enjoyed the piece anyway :)


14 Jingle March 4, 2011 at 11:59 am

love this..
a fantastic thrill.
thanks for the heavy dose.


15 Kelly March 4, 2011 at 12:11 pm

A bolt came undone?! A bolt. Undone?! My heart is still in my throat.

And this is why I stay far, far away from rollercoasters. Life is reckless enough.


16 Juliana March 4, 2011 at 12:14 pm

I’ll be thinking of this when we are at Disney World in a couple of weeks!


17 Cathy @ All I Want To Say March 4, 2011 at 12:19 pm

I am finding symbolism in the bold undone. Often life passes you things far beyond your control and you simply need to face them with eyes wide open, ready to accept whatever may come and enjoy your time while it lasts. (Not that the girl is going to die or anything!)


18 meg March 4, 2011 at 7:46 pm

Marvelous! Works on so many levels, reminds me of so many times in my life when it was the only option….


19 kate March 4, 2011 at 8:10 pm

oh, my stomach dropped while reading!

let go and enjoy the ride!


20 Melissa March 4, 2011 at 10:47 pm

Goodbye, bolt! Hello, what might be!


21 Kavita March 5, 2011 at 2:52 am

Wooohooooo…what a ride!!! Loved the metaphor in your poem…
What is life, but another joyride… no? It’s up to us how hard we wanna hold onto it, and how much we wanna let go…

A lovely 55 with a smooth message too!!


22 Marci | Liberating Choices March 5, 2011 at 11:57 am

Belinda, I love the endless possibilities in this post. We can either fear the corkscrews of live or bravely lean into them, knowing we will get to the other side, upside down or rightside up.


23 Ben March 6, 2011 at 8:07 am

Very cool last three lines. Felt my own knuckles getting a bit white :)


24 Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being Rudri March 6, 2011 at 11:36 am

I love the metaphor in this poem Belinda. I am so scared of heights, spinning round and round, so roller coasters are not too terribly fun for me. I will just have to ride the metaphorical one.


25 Mel Gallant March 7, 2011 at 6:11 am

Oh, I love the metaphor of this poem. Sometimes it can be so hard to let go of fear and then once you do – bam! The ride can be exhilarating.


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