I gather my hope in a bubble
Let it fly into the air like a dream
Through trials, tribulations and trouble
Never again to be seen
Let it fly into the air like a dream
Steadily losing control
Never again to be seen
Breaking off a piece of my soul
Steadily losing control
For whatever job role I can chase
Breaking off a piece of my soul
Each e-mail is harder to face
For whatever job role I can chase
Consider my details, amen
Each e-mail is harder to face
Could my dreams be crushed once again?
Consider my details, amen
Through trials, tribulations and trouble
Could my dreams be crushed once again?
I gather my hope in a bubble
6 comments:
It's a soul-crushing process. Love the poem though - and the form. What is that again? I think I tried to write one once but it ended up being nonsensical.
Pretty bloody fabulous.
at least there is magic (poetry) through the experience of despair (applying for jobs).
(don't you hate it when friends try to make you see the silver lining?)
Bug - it's a pantoum
Titus - well thank you
Roxy - ha ha, yes indeed :)
Very evocative of the process and like the pantoum form - was not aware of it before.
Argent - form of pantoum is:
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(only with the 1s reversed at the end)
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