Dead Poets Society

There is hope, hope in a film

we catch unexpectedly which

lifts us and makes us think

again in the manner

we wish to be thinking.

Dead Poets Society.

I missed the start

but what I saw resonated

and made me realise that

there is so much more.

So much more than my

cluttered mind, which

creaks and groans with

the stress of being alone

and in Love. There

is so much feeling which

has no outlet at present.

This is positive,

until it becomes negative and

the bats flutter around my

minds eye throwing shadows

onto otherwise obvious

panarama’s.

But this film makes me

realise that this is normal!

And many dead poets

would sympathise.