Poem; Deception

Overnight the wintry cold arrived,
To cover the stones with frost;
Those deceivingly beautiful glimmers of white
To make a stranger fall.

The ancient sun rises lazily on
Illuminating the soaring sky.
Yet no warmth does it offer against
The biting chill of air.

That complexion of molten gold and
Voice of a bird you had –
It claimed a beauty that did not exist
And thus I was left deceived


People, relationships and me

It seems obvious when said, but during the holidays, I observed many people and their relationships with each other. And from those observations of people in relationships, I realised just how much people are different in their likes, causes of annoyance and their values.

There are people joined in their love for something; a hobby, say. Some are joined in their merry outlook on life. There were times when I marveled at the fact that one person could stand what I saw as some fault in the partner.

I guess that’s a good thing, or we’ll all be running after a particular type of person. This difference is what brings individuality to the world and that special uniqueness to relationships.

It was not long before I remembered to pull back  from this third person perspective of other people РI am no different in that I am a person interacting with other people too. But what makes me different to other people? What is it about me that might attract one person but push away another?

I don’t know yet. Perhaps I never will fully know. But I think it won’t hurt to attempt beginning an exploration of who I am and what I value the most this year.