The cloud  hanging over self

The cloud hanging over self

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I pulled my blind down
to shut out the darkness
from a mad, mad world
that wasn’t intended
to over shadow me
when I needed light.

© 2025 andrew mitchell


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It's brilliantly defines how the first impulse to escape the mad, mad darkness outside is to create a more immediate, self-imposed darkness inside. The cloud hanging over self isn't actually the external chaos; it's the architectural decision to use a blind as a spiritual buffer.
​The true insight here is that when the light we need is nowhere to be found, we try to cancel the negative space with a thicker negative space. It's the visual equivalent of arguing with an echo, which, of course, is the only way to ensure the darkness outside feels appreciated for its efforts. The blind is simply a polite curtain call for the chaos.
The average cloud weighs over one million pounds (about 500,000 kilograms). so the metaphorical cloud hanging over the self, while dark, is also surprisingly heavy when you consider its actual meteorological composition.


Posted 3 Months Ago


It captures the feeling of personal vulnerability, showing a struggle to shield oneself from the overwhelming chaos of the world while longing for light and peace. Andrew, I truly wish you both light and peace. Such a tender, heartfelt write.

Posted 3 Months Ago


andrew mitchell

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much Roma, you got it.
RomaJ

3 Months Ago

You're welcome, Andrew. I've only returned to writerscafe recently, after some years. It's always a .. read more
andrew mitchell

3 Months Ago

Yours is so good Roma.

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Added on August 16, 2025
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andrew mitchell
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