Monday, 27 July 2020
This week's activity was inspired by a poetry competition run by the Dunedin Public Library. One of the competition categories is 'invisibility'. Three variations on the theme were presented for us to write a poem about: 1. A time when you felt invisible, 2. Having the power of invisibility, and 3. Something you can't see such as air, sound, feelings or thoughts. Most of us managed to complete two of the three. The poems made very thoughtful listening.
IS THERE A WAY?
Can be painful..
Seen t h r o u g h
And this hurt unseen
Is there a way?
A middle way
To be hurt and held
Is there a way
To be hurt
One's self ?
There are things
In this world
Hope hangs in the air, unlifted
An invisible flag on an unseeable flagpole
High winds and storms batter at life
Shaking the air into waves and funnels,
Threshing up doubt, fear and resistance
And within this churning foaming maelstrom
Hope lifts and flies, rampant, moving, fighting
If I could hear what others say
in the quiet places of their lives
I would cloak my self in invisibility
and not return.
My ears would turn to stone and
no more tell my mind their tale of joy or woe
My mind would burn from too much pain
not seen before, not noticed, & joy not learned
Their eyes I would not face, for fear of seeing
the accusations which would burn there.
Curtail contact, curtail speech,
feel now embarrassment, shame, alone.
OUR SYSTEM FRAMEWORK
What is your customer number?
He asked me on the phone
I don't have a number
I reply as I groan.
Why can't you find my name
Hidden in your system?
Don't make me play this game
I beseech and plead with him.
We need to fit you in a box
Within our system framework
He says in a tone that mocks.
What an f''ing jerk!
How else can we do this?
There must be a way
I really do miss
When I was a name!
- Christine Philp
MORE THAN ONE WAY TO SEE
I see me
You see me
The same person
Yet different seeings.
You see hope
You see confidence
I minimise them.
You see smiles
I can, sometimes.
Sometimes I wish
You could see the me I see
But then you wouldn't like me either.
Other times, I wish I could see me
As you see me
And not `yeah but' all the positives you see.
- Christine Philp
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