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The inner critic protects me from reality and success; It knows best. It reminds me of my hopeless plight, my dark destiny, my night of a thousand storms.
Councillors say, "Examine those thoughts. Challenge them, are they rational? " I nod and smile, and somewhere there is a sparrow in me that wants to sing, that agrees with the blue skies, and the trees, and the wings that have carried it away from the pain.
But then the critic and its minions chatter away, and remind me of failures, they say, "The play has already been written. You're just doing your part- your small walk-on part. You don't get to rewrite it. It's been written, it's finished. You being a writer must appreciate irony, isn't it ironic; Thomas, no matter how bad you want it, you can't have it. It's been decided, it's predestined, long before you were born. You lose, some win, but not you."
I faintly hear the dying song of the sparrow, as I rise once again and stumble towards the abyss.
Very interesting Work Thomas. But History is being rewritten all the time.
'The Winners write the Books...' Make sure you think positive and keep Winning, even if the Victories are small ones ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
Very interesting Work Thomas. But History is being rewritten all the time.
'The Winners write the Books...' Make sure you think positive and keep Winning, even if the Victories are small ones ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
we can rewrite poems, but not life...we live it and turn the pages...
there is a certain irony in that, isn't there?
This is something most of us think about...we just don't pen it...
You did that for us...thank you, Thomas.
j.
I agree wholeheartedly with Pete below, Tom - even if the critic’s right (the skeptics, cynics & pessimists often are) I think there’s power in persisting anyway, rebelling against predetermination, if not on the off chance there’s more to the puzzle than our inner critics might decide, then at least to provide ourselves some choice amidst the whole ordeal.
Futile or not, autonomy, agency or the ability to choose is what defines us as human beings.
i tend to be a negative person. we're all guilty of it. it may sound cliche' but the victory is in trying. some of my best successes have come when i didn't think i stood a chance but chose not to listen to the voice and tried anyway. even if we don't win, we have the trying under our belt. telling write.
I have a thing about sparrows .. Cuban rainbow sparrows are amongst my faves .. they are like positively charged multi-coloured micro phoenixes .. guaranteed to raise a smile amongst those fallen .. Neville
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I've never seen one. I am going to google them. Thanks, bro.
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..