Mighbrow: Catcher Caught

This might be a timely post with the inevitable resolutions that we're all about to declare; shaking our fists at the past and, ever hopeful, beckoning in the new year. 
Positive emotions such as love, compassion, gratitude, forgiveness, trust and faith can make us vulnerable because they are not immediately pocketable and are future orientated. Fear and sadness have immediate pay offs; misery (or at least melancholy) can provide quilted comfort and insulation. Hope and joy are investments that might lead to disappointment, whilst we can surely wallow in heartache immediately … 
Ambition and hope are the invariable bed mates of disappointment and regret, a subject that has fueled my songs for an age. 
I'm not alone of course, many have wallowed in those murky depths before me, with more distinction and success. At least I'm still afloat; the trick is, firstly not to drown; to keep moving, and then, I guess, to recognise whether you are swimming or just treading water. 

Me? I specialise in doggy paddle, but find it best to be prepared...

Catcher caught

The weight of expectation

Is the load of the luckless

I invest in the silence before the bell

And wait

Breathless

For a moment

There it was, did you see?

If you look away they will come

Slipping in unnoticed

From corners that have never been dusted

Knowing they won’t be missed

If you miss them

Try it

Look away

Then

Just out of view

Just beyond the corner of your eye

You’ll sense their shapes shifting

And hear their whispered promises

Of vague possibility