1) The Presents In My Past (Ballad & Prose) (Susan Whiteside From The L.O.M.) Poem by Otradom Pelogo

1) The Presents In My Past (Ballad & Prose) (Susan Whiteside From The L.O.M.)



The Presents In My Past
(From Susan Whiteside)
While I was searching through my past, I found;
'In my reflections, do I see myself
Or do I see those who have made me';
To be the perfect iodoform on that trek
I found a warm smile, a nice friend, and a
Kind word as the perfect cicatrix coming back

An enthymeme could only explain a
Rainy day drive when blinded by the clouds
And sugar coated strings mystically
Rapped around air to resurrect the crowds

Like the archaeopteryx, you combined
The classroom and the halls of scholarship

Often I use that combination walking
Out the door or even taking a trip

West Brook was mercurial because of
Those like Mrs. Mary Nix and Benjamin Gay

And the memories of Forest park and
Hebert lingered to brighten up each day

From novel Stasis & Poreris
Parallax
Interview at the Reflections Company

The shock of seeing the interview rescheduled, coupled with the brief encounter with a new although potential group of friends and coworkers, sent everyone away with a feeling of uncertainty as well as curiosity cooled with caution. And as the elevator carried them to the bottom floor, the mirror on the wall caused them to try and take a quick look inside the fiver other people who stood beside them as well as into the people behind the faces that stood in front of the mirror.

Rita, the most energetic of the five, saw the job offer as one of only a few, for which she was qualified, and felt the pressure for getting it as well. Now seeing what she viewed as competitors, although each had been assigned a different position, made her feel no more secure. The letter sent by the interviewer was only another chance to improve herself. The questions she asked the other four were questions to figure out how the others felt; trying to figure out who they were would help reveal what the interview would also seek to figure out. Now that it had been delayed, it only gave her more time to bring back childhood insecurities and anxieties that she knew would last the next twenty-four hours. But the confusion of the others, as unfortunate as it seemed, only robbed her of the anxiety, which by now would have engulfed her and been apparent. As the number descended, so did the rest of the thoughts that raced through her head as she collected herself before exiting. As the elevator door opened, everyone ran to the center of the lobby, where a man laying in the middle of the floor seemed to have collapsed.
Laura being the first to grab the young man, grabbed his head and placed it in her lap as he coughed and tried to get up. Even though they had not yet even made it into the office door, the Reflections button made them feel as it was just as much of an obligation as well as a courtesy to a stranger in distress.

'You are probably right.',

the man said, as he looked into Rita's eyes. His answer shocked her slightly more than everyone else since she thought that with the excitement, she may have actually made the statement instead of only thinking it. But the second sentence, I didn't have anything to eat today, only reassured the others that the young man was probably delirious while it caused Rita to rise and take a step backwards to everyone's surprise.

'Are you Okay',

Paroch asked, but Rita just stood there as the man tried to sit up. Now it was Paroch who stood up and backed away as he now could imagine what Rita was thinking after the man said that 'You probably shouldn‘t, I feel much better now.'

Parallax - Thank you for you assistance; today was supposed to be my first day also.

Jacquelyn - You don't have to worry, they want be in until tomorrow. Maybe after you rest, you can have lunch with us.

Seconds after being engaged in the brief conversation caused Jacquelyn to be the last with the mysterious stare as the young man began to introduce himself with a smile and a warm handshake.

Parallax - 'My name is Parallax'

He said as he walked to each person as if their stare alone had been an introduction itself.

Paroch - I'm not sure if I should take for granted that you know our names already, or if we should announce them aloud or not?

Parallax - (He smiles and says) It would be better if we talked aloud, since everyone tends to want to think at the same time. But so far I hadn't heard anyone say their names. I think my means of communication have seemed to have caused everyone to think beyond our introduction. But believe it or not, I would rather you talk, since most people, I don't let know that I can basically figure out what they will say. Sometimes people don't say what they think.

1)  The Presents In My Past (Ballad & Prose)   (Susan Whiteside From The L.O.M.)
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: friends,perspective
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