Like A Poor Ballerina
my fragile state
thatched roof
never slate
working hard
not on a plate
dipped in low
for a mindset
that would not go
someone’s care
not feeling brave
like a poor ballerina
school yard
waiting for demolition
built upon my skill
and utter confusion
weak,
and bearing too much weight
James Garratt – Thursday 14th September 2006
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Like A Poor Ballerina – Written Thursday 14th September 2006 (Aged 31)
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Love the title and the repetition of the line in the poem. There’S turmoil in this and a sense of feeling defeated. Hope, it did not last too long.
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Itās all about storm clouds and gathering storm clouds at this point in my life. Thank you though.
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Well, it’s good that you wrote about it. To get this stuff out is sometimes very useful… writing is one of the best coping meachanisms… at least, for me. š
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I agree, the odd thing is, apart from a couple of poems, I wasnāt really writing about what was actually going on. So I guess, the writing was about escapism. For me, the writing is either going to be confessional or escapist and in this instance or at this point, escapist was the answer. In reality, especially later on, mentally I was falling apart but I didnāt have the emotional intelligence to deal with or understand it. I think we all find ourselves at those points in life. This is sounds a bit cryptic. I am trying not be too autobiographical š
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No, it des not sound cryptic at all. Some things are too big to put them into words – or we do not grasp them completely. It happened to me, too… a couple of times over the years, actually. Usually, I find my voice later… when the storm has died down. There are pretty huge gaps in my writing, when life got too overwhelming, I guess… but I am grateful when I find the words to write this stuff out of my system later in life – even if it takes a good, long while.
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Hope everything is okay now š x
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Getting there. š I am okay. I am content with me & who I am… but there’s always something you can’t control. What you can control is how you let things affect you – and I got a good enough foundation built over the years that things don’t have a chance to uproot me anymore, so I am content with that. š
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