Glide Comes Before The Fall (title change, edit #1)

[ellajam]

The tightrope walking is a good topic, especially considering the people who do it between sky scrapers these days.

Cause and Effect or Coincidence

The view is fine from this close space -- I think "from this close space" may be hindering the poem.  Maybe include some clear language to introduce the tightrope walking.
so near the tight-pulled patchwork tarp;
the bubbleheads are packed below,
each hat confetti on the mass. -- I thought hat confetti was confetti in the shape of hats.

I set my sights across the span, -- I'm not sure about span, unless it is tight walking lingo.
align my spine, my shoulders squared.
I find my center, set my smile
and take off on my usual walk
with pole in hand, the wire taut.

Each step is sure, while one small boy
whose mother thinks he is so sweet,
gets itchy from the silent awe.
A glow of mischief in his eye,
he burrows round until he's found
the sharpened pencil in his pack
to prick his souvenir balloon.

The pop rings out, it carries sharp,
a bullet through the magic spell.
A pause, a slide, a wobbled step,
I spread my wings but catch no air.

Left some comments. Good Luck.

Thanks Brownlie. Maybe Their caps confetti from this height. I think about it, and those other blurry words you pointed out. Thanks for your comments, I'll keep them in mind to edit.