Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Testy Tuesday

How to open a can of worms...



Tuesday is the third day of the week.

Well, in my life it is because I still adhere to Sunday being the first day of the week.  In order to once again completely confuse people, the 'new international standard' has apparently decreed that Tuesday is now the second day of the week.  They are welcome to do so, I simply won't do it - pretty much as I use the (now very 'old fashioned') acronyms 'BC' and 'AD' to define years and eras and not the 'new international standard' of 'BCE ' Before Common Era and 'CE' Common Era (whatever that is supposed to mean).

If people are so intent on restructuring the dating system, why don't they make up an entirely new and modern calendar system?  The Jews have their own calendar; the Chinese have their own calendar; the Hindus have their own calendar; and the Christians used to have their own calendar (granted it became the accepted western international standard calendar a long, long time ago).  So it stands to reason that non-proponents of the Christian belief should not purloin other people's work and, at the very least, make an effort to design their own new and ultra-modern calendar instead of simply amending (to suit their sensitivities) the name of something which was working perfectly well thank you very much?

Alright, rant off.

There is much to be said about living within one's sphere of influence rather than concerning oneself with quandaries completely out of one's control.  Still, when I am impacted by such decisions, I need to rant a bit.  I'll feel better tomorrow, on the fourth day of the week.  :)

On reflection, I'm very happy with my life.

Sunset and clouds in Lombardy East, South Africa [Source: Moi]

Into my Past

If I were to look 
Back into my past
What would I see?
A multitude of hopeful
Cheerful interludes
Dusted with
The Unremarkable 

Would I change it?
The past
I see? 
The Unremarkable?
No!
Not now!

Not ever!

The mistakes I've made 
Teach me my life
The loves 
Lost
Along the way
Strengthen
Establish me 

Even more than that
The loves gone 
The lives lost
The Unremarkable 
Will not ever
Nor cannot ever
Return

If I were to look 
Back into my past
What would I see? 
Myriad buoyant
Joyful intervals
Many more familiar
Unexceptional phases

Would I change it? 
The past
I know?
The Unremarkable?
No!
Not now!
Not ever!

For my past is
Me!







4 comments:

  1. Hi, hopping over from Sharon Himsl's site. Was attracted to your name "Fe." Anyway, really enjoyed reading your poetry. I write poetry too and other creative writing projects. I agree with you. Our pasts do comprise who we are. :) Check by my site sometime if you get a chance.

    http://mary-anderingcreatively.blogspot.com

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    1. Hello, Mary

      I stopped by and tried to follow you but I haven't got this whole 'circle' thing down yet. I'll get there.

      Best regards

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  2. I loved the punctuation in your poem, really made it spring to life.

    I've never seen anyone use BCE and CE outside of an RE lesson at school.

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    1. Thanks so much, Nick

      I tend to write as I feel which is also why a lot of my poetry is in short and one-word lines; it give the emphasis I want.

      I really was feeling 'testy' on Tuesday and had had quite enough of political correctness - we certainly have more than enough of it here in South Africa. I'm better now... :)

      I have told you, haven't I, that I love your blog?

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