Some ramblings and random thoughts on the subject of love, which has been on my mind rather a lot lately. Please feel free to leave comments and feedback.
WARNING: May contain some adult content and language (one swear word). Watch at your own discretion.
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
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An Ode to 2010
It is now a new year. The old has passed beneath our feet, and as we embrace this new beginning, I thought I would take a look back at what has ended. The ups, the downs, the highs, and the lows--there were many that took place this past year, and I have encapsulated them all in this piece.
So, without further ado, this is Ode to 2010:
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On a quiet, moon's sliver of a street
Did we and 2010 first meet
And if we'd known what was to come as we dined on chili and trifle
The calendar hanging we would have aimed, and shot it with a rifle.
Through the winter months' long chill
Different seats in different concert halls were filled
From Y to A in revered North
To gardens grey at thirteenth and fourth.
The final stage of study came
Demands three years of grad school could not tame
Not one, but two thesis defenses
Whose madness robbed me of my good senses.
Eyes gazed upon freckled shoulders, in weather good and bad
Fickle fortune intervened; an accident was had.
While mechanics murmured, poked and prodded under the hood
True blue friends comforted, kept company, and stood.
Longstanding friendships fell from sight
To keep them I fought, with all of my might
Twelve years cast off, with nary a word
Heartbreaking silence the only sound heard.
No relationship did find me hence
No talk of romance, nor white picket fence
Cupid debated, but when push came to shove
I remained alone, and watched others fall in love.
Positives were had, to be quite sure
Published writing, public speaking, new culinary dishes galore
And the greatest accomplishment: a new LLC
A business for coaching college students, just like me
In 2010, a great many things were lost
And compared to what was given, was it worth the cost?
I do not know, nor perhaps will I ever
How time can be so cruel, so kind, or so clever
I'm ready to say goodbye to this lopsided year
To abandon the grief, the doubt, and the fear
So, like the Jews, whose bread stays unleavened
I declare, "Shalom! Good riddance, 2010! And hello and welcome to 2011!"
So, without further ado, this is Ode to 2010:
---
On a quiet, moon's sliver of a street
Did we and 2010 first meet
And if we'd known what was to come as we dined on chili and trifle
The calendar hanging we would have aimed, and shot it with a rifle.
Through the winter months' long chill
Different seats in different concert halls were filled
From Y to A in revered North
To gardens grey at thirteenth and fourth.
The final stage of study came
Demands three years of grad school could not tame
Not one, but two thesis defenses
Whose madness robbed me of my good senses.
Eyes gazed upon freckled shoulders, in weather good and bad
Fickle fortune intervened; an accident was had.
While mechanics murmured, poked and prodded under the hood
True blue friends comforted, kept company, and stood.
Longstanding friendships fell from sight
To keep them I fought, with all of my might
Twelve years cast off, with nary a word
Heartbreaking silence the only sound heard.
No relationship did find me hence
No talk of romance, nor white picket fence
Cupid debated, but when push came to shove
I remained alone, and watched others fall in love.
Positives were had, to be quite sure
Published writing, public speaking, new culinary dishes galore
And the greatest accomplishment: a new LLC
A business for coaching college students, just like me
In 2010, a great many things were lost
And compared to what was given, was it worth the cost?
I do not know, nor perhaps will I ever
How time can be so cruel, so kind, or so clever
I'm ready to say goodbye to this lopsided year
To abandon the grief, the doubt, and the fear
So, like the Jews, whose bread stays unleavened
I declare, "Shalom! Good riddance, 2010! And hello and welcome to 2011!"
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