TAKING THE PLUNGE

I grasp the rails, climb the steps,

climb the steps, grasp the rails,

grasp the rails, climb the steps,

then on to the top board,

a slim springing finger of accusation,

a jibe, a nazi salute

over the blue sequence of water.

 

My feet are ridiculous, inadequate,

heart ready to burst

but the decision has been made,

no going back.

 

Since those early days I have found

it's not so much taking the plunge

lending a hand to fate,

it was making the decision that leads to it,

and it was always right at the time.

◄ SNEEZATHON

A JOCULAR AND DERISIVE POEM WHAT I WROTE WITH A SUITABLY LONG TITLE TO GET EVERYBODY'S ATTENTION - CLEVER EH? ►

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raypool

Thu 9th May 2019 21:58

Always a pleasure David, and I know there are ripples that spread out in thought which are best dealt with face to face - even with that beard of yours! (especially). All i'll say is that subjective states cannot really be set in stone without bearing in mind how an individual experiences them - but I think the crowd factor plays a part in that environment.

Ray

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Wolfgar Miere

Wed 8th May 2019 20:18

Hi Ray,

there is so much I would like to say about your ponderings in that last comment, maybe much of them should be left until we can share a beer again (hopefully soon)

I would say I think there may be connection between communal worship/adoration, frenzy and euphoria which could result in a perverted feeling of bliss...which if orchestrated and manipulated carefully need not be exclusively conducted with good intent.

I fear we may have wandered far from the intended path of your original thinking, but...is that not why some of us come here.

All the best pal,

David.

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raypool

Tue 7th May 2019 15:44

Hi mate. Your insightful response has made me think. Perhaps there is a distinction between conscious and unconscious decisions. Eg the death camps scenario.where taking the plunge so called is a habitual obedience to a decision made long before and reinforced through fear or just a deadening of conscience. Automatism in fact or dehumanisation. Poetry has to try to precis such things. Coming c
Back to bliss. Can that be the merging of equally tuned minds as at a concert or indeed one of Hitler's speeches? As well as in solitude. Answers on a postcard please.

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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 7th May 2019 05:07

Hi Ray,

I suppose all I could say to that is that of course we are free to let ourselves be influenced or misled, however you wish to put it. There are alternatives I think, more and more I would like to see people taking them.

I do agree that the decision and the action are two separate entities, the metaphor you have utilised seems to define that perfectly.

David.

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raypool

Mon 6th May 2019 21:07

Hi Jennifer and thanks. That repetition was to give the idea of climbing to a height, but you are right it could equally apply to reinforcing the idea of the action.

David, there is a salient point that we have freedom in making decisions - sometimes though Hobson's choice. It is a pretty problem, and we can appear to make our own , but are guided by what's gone before. Market forces love to push us into certain decisions by persuasion. I was thinking that actually carrying out an action is secondary to the decision to do it. Saying it is always right is a subjective point, but at the time we would never consciously make a wrong one surely. Time would reveal the truth in hindsight I suppose.

Thanks both and also to Lisa for liking.

Ray

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 4th May 2019 20:40

Sometimes, not often, I'm not sure what to say.

Maybe here...the space between leaving the diving platform and hitting the water is the last moment of freedom we truly experience.

Everything thereafter is either blame or mistake, or if we are extremely lucky our good fortune.

David.

jennifer Malden

Sat 4th May 2019 18:50

Liked this - also the repetition of the first 3 lines which (Ithink) shows how difficult it is 'to take the plunge'. Jennifer

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