Today we are asked to view this video and use it to create our own piece of writing:
Obliged to spend a part of every year there
Like living in the past
I wanted to believe you were a breath of fresh air
A welcome stranger in my barren land.
And you played the game
Entered into the spirit
Your audience in love with you.
Not a day passes I don’t remember when.
‘That’s a plan Stan.’ I heard you say
Not just once but everyday.
You conjured tricks, word illusions
Left me bereft, a hollow one
As dreams crashed around me.
Finally the telling blow
Your cackling laughter
As you walked away
Arm in arm with hope.
All thought of rebirth
Sizzling to nothing in the summer heat.
Shall I reflect?
A clown in my eyes,
An obscene joke
Its what you feel
When failure comes visiting