WorldOfIllusion

Well this title is still from a song… its just the songs gotten a lot more screwed up. Have any of you heard of a band called Teargas & Plateglass? Well this song is by them.

Anyhow. Onto what i was meaning to talk about. Have you ever noticed how life can be going so well and then some small and completely insignificant thing can happen and it makes you see grey? I’ve written at least two poems directly inspired by this very thing. In case you were wondering I wont go into details of why this is happening.

A small while ago I made a sort of joke that I couldn’t really write any decent poetry any more - because I wasn’t depressed enough. Makes me think of the saying ‘touch wood’ cause it sure would seem that I didn’t. Still my whole seeing grey is a lot better than seeing red (another topic I’ve written about) - and I do realise that my problems completely pale in respect to what other people have to face.

For example the bushfires in Victoria. Last I heard there’s meant to be 108 dead and over seven hundred and fifty homes lost. This isn’t the worst of it yet, the fires are still raging. So while I have to deal with my phantom issues people out there are dying and losing all of their possessions.

One small and simple thing could bring back the colour in my world, its not so easy for some of the others though.

Belittled

Such power,

An off hand comment

Or one simple line…

Normally weak

But for some reason strong.

Can drop you fast,

Sunk like a stone.

Once warm and proud…

Really-

So little has changed

But to you - the world has stopped turning.

And all you know… is dead.

Or so you’d wish

If only to be free from this despair.

This power.

That one can hold unknowing

Not broad,

Nor widespread.

The bane of but one other-

The bane of you…

Thrown now to this limbo world

Of dim sights and darkened heart.

One hope still shines

The counter curse-

Held by the same hand.

Still as unknowing.

Yet a light-

Can still guide the lost.

Even if that wasn’t its purpose…

If so blessed

That you are found.

Then welcome back!

Enjoy the light…

Enjoy the sound…

But still be wary-

In case this terrible force

Ever wakes…

And stops-

 Your world-

  Again…

By James Clay (that’s me… so don’t steal it - and yes its the first time I’ve mentioned my full name on this blog)