Jul 2015
Engaging with ambiguity,
Is like peering round a door frame,
Not sure of your surroundings,
Let's get lost in ambiguity,
Like a thick coat that wraps around,
Uncertain of a thousand words,
Or just one?
It's ambiguous, I'm not sure,
To be doubtful of the uncertain,
Or scared, is certainly reasonable.
We fear the illogical, the unknown,
So what is there to fear?
Everything and nothing.
If our fears never manifest, what are we afraid of?
The thought that one day,
They might.
Divorced, death, redundancy.
We fear how uncertainty makes us feel,
Out of control, alone,
Restless, spinning from one idea to the next,
Or from one anxiety ridden state to panic.
Is fear the enemy or the unknown,
Shall we avoid it and make certain our uncertainties;
Make certain of life's plans?
Or go haphazard into battle,
Drumming a marching song,
to life's uncertain rhythms.
Is like peering round a door frame,
Not sure of your surroundings,
Let's get lost in ambiguity,
Like a thick coat that wraps around,
Uncertain of a thousand words,
Or just one?
It's ambiguous, I'm not sure,
To be doubtful of the uncertain,
Or scared, is certainly reasonable.
We fear the illogical, the unknown,
So what is there to fear?
Everything and nothing.
If our fears never manifest, what are we afraid of?
The thought that one day,
They might.
Divorced, death, redundancy.
We fear how uncertainty makes us feel,
Out of control, alone,
Restless, spinning from one idea to the next,
Or from one anxiety ridden state to panic.
Is fear the enemy or the unknown,
Shall we avoid it and make certain our uncertainties;
Make certain of life's plans?
Or go haphazard into battle,
Drumming a marching song,
to life's uncertain rhythms.
There's an irony to this poem, it just sort of wrote itself and left me hoping it made sense to someone who just passes by. I hope you can see the general thread of the piece and get some joy from reading it. I feel you can take it in a few ways.
