Thursday, 9 June 2016

Mischief Maker OR the Shape of Things to Come

I have met many people who feel their past is somehow preventing them for having a future, be it a criminal record, a history of mental illness, or quite simply an honest mistake that had unforeseen consequences of the worst kind. Having suffered a BAD nervous breakdown in my early 30’s - among other examples of social mud inclined to stick, not least my being gay - I know only too well where they are coming from.

However, I don’t believe in good luck, bad luck or… whatever. We make our own , and where good people come forward to help, there has to be something within us as well as within them to make them want to help...or not, as the case may be.

When things go wrong, whether or not through any fault of our own, we invariably need help to get back on our feet, take a positive perspective, make amends for our mistakes as far as amends may be possible, get real rather than feeling sorry for ourselves and abdicating responsibility for our future to a world that appears to ‘have it in’ for us. 

True, help is not always on hand or if it is it's not always obvious; more often than not, we have to seek it out and want to seek it out. No, not an easy task, but always well worth the effort.

This poem is a villanelle.


Who says it’s how it is, and so will always be,
the past ever catching out what its future brings,
takes their cue from mischief maker, 'Destiny'

Loves to act judge-jury over tea and sympathy.
reluctant to concede any conscience’s redeeming,
who says it’s how it is, and so will always be

Once the past a prison, all hope of breaking free
but a dream for one who, (upon a rude awakening)
takes their chue from mischief maker, 'Destiny'

Bad making good has to be is beyond the ability
of even the creative mind’s more positive thinking
who says it’s how it is, and so will always be

Learning from our mistakes rarely comes easily,
where he or she who sets  gossip tongues wagging
takes their cue from mischief maker, 'Destiny'

Call human nature a fickle creature for essentially
choosing to feed (or not) on a rare bent for forgiving;
who says it's how it is, and so will always be
takes their chue from mischief maker, 'Destiny'

Copyright R. N. Taber 2016; 2018

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