Where is the eye of the hurricane? – a poem

I wrote this poem at the end of last year. The end of the work and school year is so packed with events and commitments, with the added pleasure of trying to finish off various work projects and get training done before the holidays, that I felt quite frenzied at the time.

This week I have felt like this again, albeit for different reasons. Mr Fox was in hospital on Tuesday for a procedure, my Aunt had a cataract operation on the same day and my Mother went down with a bad stomach bug. They say obstacles come in threes. Well, I had all three on the same day! Of course, work was also really busy; have you ever tried working all day in a hospital?

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Tuesday’s events reminded me of this poem entitled Where is the eye of the hurricane?

 

The end of the year is approaching in a fast and frightening rush;

Bringing its plethora of social, work and school events in celebration;

It should be fun, but in the frenzy, I forgot one introductory tea;

The result, recriminations from my child and emotional devastation.

 

I feel like I am living in a hurricane;

Where is the eye of the storm with its mild winds and fairer weather?

 

This year-end heralds change as we move onto the next phase of our lives;

The air, in advance of the storm, syrupy and thick; breaths unsatisfying and shallow;

We push on unknowing and unprepared, desperate to get through to the end;

Looking forward to the aftermath, where thoughts can lie dormant and fallow;

 

I feel like I am living in a hurricane;

Where is the eye of the storm with its mild winds and fairer weather?

 

The strong winds of change are blowing at speeds of 200 miles per hour;

As I stand and face them head on, I feel battered and my breath is swept away;

The stalwarts’ of our lives, built up over the past few years, rip loose and disappear;

The swirling, whirling power of the storm’s movement is impossible to relay.

 

I feel like I am living in a hurricane;

Where is the eye of the storm with its mild winds and fairer weather?

 

Lunches, dinners, examinations, prize giving’s, year-end parties, like debris floating past;

Each unidentifiable on an individual basis through the torrential rains that pour down;

We hope to negotiate the storm and survive through until we reach the other side;

We plaster on a happy smile and trudge on without a backward glance or frown.

 

I feel like I am living in a hurricane;

Where is the eye of the storm with its mild winds and fairer weather?

 

By Robbie Cheadle

Robbie and Michael Cheadle are the co-authors of the Sir Chocolate Book series

 

 

 

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48 thoughts on “Where is the eye of the hurricane? – a poem

  1. You really got hit with a lot at one time. I hope things have settled down since.

    Your poem is perfect for those times in life when we’re battered from all sides. and long for the calming center. I can certainly relate at times!

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      1. Hi Michael My artworks are all edible. I use them on cakes which I make for friends and family and sometimes for clients but only if they give me enough time as I work full time. I sometimes also give my fondant creations to people as gifts.

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  2. Where is the eye of the storm? I’ve been asking myself the same question for the past 3 days! There’s that magic number again ~ 3. Maybe that means the eye is right around the corner? 🙂 And I remember my days of working in a hospital, Robbie. Starting an IV while the smoke alarm is sounding can be disastrous 🙂

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    1. I am sorry to hear that you have also been frenzied, Tina. I hope life quietens down for you. The magic number is 3. Michael is going to the ophthalmologist this afternoon and I am really hoping for good news. Have a wonderful weekend.

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      1. Your prayers helped, Tina. Michael’s eyes are strong and healthy despite his being short sighted. Cortisone damages your eyes so I was quite worried because Mike is on cortisone all the time. Thank you for thinking of us.

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  3. I hope the storm has passed Robbie – sometimes it’s hard to find the still centre. Let’s hope there’s relief all round – also with the expected rain next week may this wash away all the ‘troubles’ –

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  4. Gosh I’m sorry to hear about all these medical woes tied up in a bunch. I think there are just too many of us living through these storms right now, so I hear you. Hoping everyone will be well by this posting. 🙂

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