The Weekly Poem

That are essential for the ourney on

For if a story mocks reality, the map is incorrect

Our chosen path is treacherous, becomes a sheer cliff

Then darkness falls and we are lost

And since reality is fixed

Though we cling on, the story must be changed

But first we need to route the culprit out

Before we can replace and amend

Yet here our mind, with many devious trick

Hides our precious dream and keeps us blind

But rescue comes externally

Passing remarks that seem incongruous at first

Are signposts to the paths that lead astray:

Slowly our eys are opened so that we may write

New stories. These will lead us on

New journeys to a gentler, richer place

If you would like to find out more about PoetIC contact Keith McNulty via k.mcnulty@ic.ac.u