My life in verse
Challenge 2 of Wake Up 2017 was to find a poem that reflects where, or who, I am now.
This was a really interesting challenge, and I did some looking around for new poems as well as some enjoying of old favourites so thanks for the opportunity to wallow in poetry! When it came down to it, though, I decided to share the poem that has been my rallying cry since I first read it as a teenager - William Ernest Henley's Invictus. I loved it - and had it on innumerable notebooks, screensavers and bedroom walls long before the film popularised it (which made me a bit cross, to honest...). Now it's engraved on my heart, reminding me of who I am.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
I think I always had a drive to live life my own way. It never felt like a crusade or anything, I just couldn't imagine being any other way. This still gets me into trouble...