No harm shall come to vague thought
So undefined that mischance blocks
All attacks on murky form
Till simple substance
Collapses
Falls
Venting poetry into the atmosphere. Twitter at us @Clod14
No harm shall come to vague thought
So undefined that mischance blocks
All attacks on murky form
Till simple substance
Collapses
Falls
In times before we crept from caves
Blinded in the light of days
We turned back to shadow shade
To tinker glass and cover eyes
To see the world as days went by
To see the sun fade to red
And bright stars dance overhead
Then next we tinkered ships to fly
To leave dull caves far behind.
Of which would we choose?
That cold night speckled with
Perhaps stars and maybe suns
Or warmth in desperate souls
Punishing but at least eager.
Turn from the cold to find faith
And turn from faith to see
Unparrelled disbelief
Disregard
Both melt with dawn.
Of muted conversations this glare
Cuts through with finesse, of
Blunted sword on axe’s swing
To pull back at past glories
And hard edged shadows show
Reflections of a room
No longer the source of light
We grasp at
Frenzied.
Such dainty grip on rapier stayed
Once sated in ogre’s gore and gut
And stoic stance muted betrays
The urge to pounce and lunge and cut
Cold in blood and slow to stir
No crown sits on this heavy head
For some must stand at guard it seems
As gentle feet are pooled in red.
I don’t know how and I don’t know why, the time it keeps on flitting by. Rushing around with a frown my last post I posted was upside down!
Again I post with fingers crossed that this time it will be right side up, let me know your stance below which way was better…I don’t know.
At times I realise I overthink job application questions. See below an example, taking an interview question and turning it into a therapy session. Apologies for the formating, there is nothing to be done about it!
1. Please say something about your own personal development and the key influences which have contributed to making you the person you are:
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I have had so many key influences in my life it is hard to pick which to include in this statement. To avoid this application becoming my memoirs I will try to include my most positive and most negative influences during my development and I apologise in advance if I begin to waffle
Growing up my father was an alcoholic. Despite running his own business and being well read this was and always will be his defining characteristic to me and for this I am embarrassed that I can’t see past it. I watched his problem worsen as I grew taller and witness his, as I now understand it, abusive behaviour towards my sister and mother. He was prone to violence and verbal assault from which I was spared by refusing to confront him. For this I feel guilt and possess a strong disposition to confront negative behaviour when I see it. This was the most negative influence in my life which every day I attempt to prove a positive.
On the other side of my developmental coin I will always remember my year 6 primary school teacher. He wasn’t always the best teacher, sometimes forgetting to teach a lesson at all in a day, but he always encouraged us to find what we thought was interesting in a subject and push ourselves to understand completely. He shouted, but it was his first placement and as I later found out a messy divorce was going on behind the scenes. This man was not perfect, but he tried.
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