Tuesday, February 21, 2017

The Lady On The Hill to Grant is a Huge Klutz Idiot 
A lady is waiting for some change in her life 
An office klutz brings some change to his coworker's lives 


The Lady On The Hill (English sonnet) 

You see her waiting there upon a hill
She’s waiting for her time to come along
To bring some special meaning to her song
Her last unshattered dream left to fulfill
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She wanders where her life had gone so wrong
Through echoes of another person’s will
With reason which will never leave her still
One wonders how she ever got this strong
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Each day she’s there reminder of a plight
Awaiting in some shadows which were hewn
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A simple turn removes her from our sight
And perhaps this night won’t bring the moon
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There as she greets this last and dying light
A stranger walks her way humming a tune 


A lady waiting for some meaning in her life becomes the song of this English sonnet. As most English sonnets this one is has two parts. The first part (the quatrains) is a lady's background. The second part (the couplets) covers what happened to her. The ending leaves it to the reader's imagination to dream what happened to the lady. 

In the 70's a lot of Arlene's friend's got married. Arlene went to a Catholic school. She stayed in touch with many of her classmates. Getting married is just what we did. It was a "thing".  This poem was inspired by her friend Evelyn (Eve). Eve had a real thing with numbers. She met her boyfriend in college. They were married just after college and both landed a job. They were both gifted accountants. So gifted that they were able to put a down payment on a home after year. We used to enjoy dinners together and the girls used to go out. One weekend there was a concert at the Legion  of Honor. The girls decided to make a day of it and leave us boys behind. No one is sure what happened that day. Eve started acting strange. The dinners stopped. Neither Arlene nor I saw Eve or her husband anymore.We heard, from Arlene's friends they got a divorce. There was a rumor going around that Eve was hanging around the Legion of Honor. The last we heard of Eve, she had lost her job. Years later, when Arlene and I were walking on Fishermen's Wharf. there was a street artist. One of those people who draws your portrait. It was Eve. Without giving away too much, Eve told Arlene, "I found myself." (The sonnet plays out to a happy ending.) 

Sometimes life imposes on some people a set path. In Eve's case: Her parents wanted her to be an accountant. What would we do if our child was gifted in numbers? All of Eve's friends were getting married. When I worked at Chevron, we got people to buy our products. In today's world big business know us better than most know themselves. Our government scares us into giving up our freedoms. The media successfully draws us this way and that, selling us a new version of the " truth" everyday. How important it is that we stay in touch with that one person who is truly important. This is our life. It is us who we have to satisfy first. How can we make other happy if we are not happy? We; not "them". Are we satisfied? What do we believe? What is our truth? Find that true you and Enjoy. 


Here's a person who has found himself: Stan Getz "Lonely Day" 

Everyone has those awkward days - but none like this 


Accident-proneness, also known as clumsiness, is the conception that some people might have predisposition, or that they might be more likely to suffer accidents, such as car crashes and industrial injuries, than other people. The subject is still being studied actively. Research into accident-proneness is of great interest in safety engineering. This might be interesting, but is a bit boring Boring compared to a video by College Humor.
College Humor found that an accident prone person might be beneficial to an office environment. "Grant is a Huge Klutz Idiot"

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To be yourself in a world that is constantly 
trying to make you something else is 
the greatest accomplishment. 
Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

26 comments:

  1. A poem i could relate to, Thanks for putting it on giving hope to many..
    Yvonne.

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    1. Thank you, I'm glad you saw the positive in it all

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  2. Ah, I really enjoyed your notes and reading the poem after your story gave it more depth. Love this line: And perhaps this night won’t bring the moon

    Perhaps it won't. :)

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    1. Thank you
      I really appreciate the feedback

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  3. Can be tough to keep a hold of the true us sometimes with all the crap being thrown at us, but have to so we shine on through.

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    1. Now what we like is being used to lure us. ... but have to so we shine on through.
      Thank you

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  4. My goodness this is good! Unforgettable write ❤️

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  5. Hello, great post and I enjoyed the poem and the story. I am sorry about a divorce but I am happy that Eve found herself. Enjoy you day and the week ahead!

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    1. A little clue: The divorce was a mutual thing. They are still friends.
      Thank you. Looking forward to your beautiful day.

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  6. Oh Oh I would love to see a poem by you from a Nun's perspective teaching young children! :)

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    1. Oh, you heard some of the stories (tee-hee). Well, perhaps another post.
      until then. Thank you

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  7. What a beautiful poem and the story was intriguing as well.

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    1. Thank you for the compliment and your interest

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  8. This is one of my favourite of your poems, Martin.......it resonates for me as it definitely took me some time to find myself, LOL.........better late than never! Thank you for your lovely comment on my poem!

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    1. To be your favor[te is a gift.
      Thank you for this esteemed compliment.

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  9. Were The Beatles to blame for The Lady on the Hill's shattered dreams?

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    1. Nope, wasn't them.
      Thank you for the visit

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  10. I think it would take a lot of alone time to really find ourself. Sadly lives are too busy to take that time.
    This was another good post.
    Lisa

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    1. Point well taken. And then there is the extremes of today's bombardment.
      Thank you for a bit of your time.

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  11. Easy to find a job back then.
    Lovely poem.

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    1. You know what... You're right!
      Thank you for the reminder

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  12. I feel like the lady on the hill sometimes..waiting for her time to come and sadly time is not always on her side. Lovely thoughts Martin...

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    1. Hope can be an adventure too.
      Thank you and here's to your dreams

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    2. Dreams are the key to our awakening
      May that magic door soon appear

      Bright Blessings

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    3. With an attitude like that, how can we lose

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