My Reality

Photo courtesy of  Kali the destroyer on Flickr
Photo courtesy of Kali the destroyer on Flickr

bite me, hit the road, take a hike

I feel tough in my clichés

but I am serious when I say

step back reality

I want none of you

I will not be sad

because it is the custom

nor fear out of convention

face you reality?

I think not


I choose this tender face instead

even now as you pull

down the corners of his mouth

and knit his brow

with your accountibility

not you, but he

is more pleasing to me

and skipping through

my sweet fiction

watches me happily


because my lab results

are worrisome you think

you can rearrange my smile?

I dare you try

you will fall to my smirk alone

you are powerless

in this sacred space

you with your predictable

joyless face

I turn my back

turn up the music

join hands with my coven

threaten us here with statistics

and headlines and you will find

yourself fuel to the very flames

we dance around


while my daughter’s belly aches

of dying fairytales

do not rap upon our door

we do not entertain your kind

reality is for realists

you will find none here

look around, there is only

me and the children

and we have our heads

planted deep in fairy dust

winged sprites and magic wardrobes

ancestral pirates and actualized seagulls

all are real to us

here a handful of carrots erases

the worst chocolate offense

and a handful of vitamins

equalizes a night of martinis


in those moments when resolve wavers

when in my weakness

logic and history bears down on me

when my open and innocent child inside

wanders away

and I am left laughing

at life out loud

hoping to find comfort

in the sound of my own voice

know your hold on me

even then is fleeting

for every morning the truth

to my soul restored

what I choose to believe

is

my reality

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loua 7 years ago from Elsewhere, visiting Earth ~ the segregated community planet

Ruling the self is an awesome feat if one can muster the courage to be...

Note: Inventing the manifestation path is the task of self, then the course path becomes the experience on the journey...

Thanks for sharing,,,


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Thanks for getting me, loua. :)


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MFB III 7 years ago from United States

Like the stone heads on Easter island, feel no prevailing winds, and weep not at the storms that lash their faces, They gaze calmly outward, focused on the horizon of what will be, not the reality of what is current happenstance.

Their past is long dead, it does not haunt them, their creator, embedded them with strength, their present like the past cannot alter their places in the grand scheme of things, and the future lies beyond their blank gaze, so why would it matter. Loved this rant of yours...MFB III


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Thanks MFB! You give great comment.


Am I dead, yet? 7 years ago

oh my o.0 Randy! My you are fierce! Teach me this method for renewal of self and I promise you I would be 50 x's better than I am now. That's right Randy--show those who try and mock you that you will 'fan the flames' with your own reality! I enjoyed this one.


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

If only you lived closer AIDY you could def join my "coven." We meet at midnight under full moons and pull the wings off bats. Its great fun. Seriously Sandy you are an amazing talent I wish you were around so I could tell you to your face. -hugs


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shamelabboush 7 years ago

Highly enjoyable Randy, Liked it :)


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Thanks for stopping by Shamel. Always a pleasure to see you.


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Jess Killmenow 7 years ago from Nowheresville, Eastern United States

Has anybody got any carrots? I had a chocolate incident... love the images, Randy


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Thanks Jess. There are ALWAYS carrots in my frig. and chocolate in my cupboard for that matter.


Janetta 7 years ago

Oh, I really loved it. This one got me, Randy. You amaze me with your poems :)


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

And you tantalize me with yours!


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dohn121 7 years ago from Hudson Valley, New York

Loved it Randy. He would dare cross you? I can really see your defiant spirit and your love for truth. This poem speaks volumes about the writer and poet in you. What a wonderful job you did. Thank you.


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Oh Dohn, I'm glad you liked it. I supposed this does let you a little further into my mind. Thanks for your comment.


F. Kenneth Taylor 7 years ago

Powerful & blunt with excellent imagery & wordplay- Loved it!


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

So glad you like it FKT. Thanks for coming by.


philip carey 61 7 years ago

What I like is the defiant tone in this one. We have little control over the things that happen to us, but we have a lot of control over how we view it. In the end we are, each of us, meaning makers.


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

I've never heard the term "meaning makers," interesting. I wish I had better control over what absorb and what I bounce off, but some people can just pull my strings... Thanks for the comment.


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I*n*v*i*c*t*u*s 7 years ago

Wow, this is very powerful, indeed! Gosh , I have missed much not beng around lately...need to catch up.

Looks as though your muse in on fire! :) Really enjoyed this!


philip carey 61 7 years ago

I think it's all about the stories we tell ourselves, and the one's we believe. I think so much of our collective depression is a result of us being a society with out active myths. Sure, some are able to buy into, at some level, mainstream religions. But most suffer from a sort of existential angst, due in part to having nothing to anchor themselves to in the larger order of things. Read anything by Joseph Campbell for a long and well-articulated meditation on this sort of thing. But I do go on! I liked your hub. The jeans in the pic aren't bad either ;-)


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Ya I have been on a roll lately. Only published a couple of them though. I'm glad you are back, missed ya.

Philip this poem is about buying into to the myth and pulling yourself back out of it. I love Joseph Campbell. My favorite piece of advice from him, and I think he was speaking directly to me when he said, "Break some rules." From this idea Randy was born. :)


philip carey 61 7 years ago

You know who else has a lot to say along those lines? Ralph Waldo Emerson. Read his essay on Self Reliance. It's so majestic in its language and ideas that it just energizes you. Same for Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself", which I've mentioned a number of times on here. Powerful stuff.


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Thanks Philip!


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Nell Rose 7 years ago from England

I was just flicking through the poems and this one was amazing, I will definitely keep on reading. thanks Nell


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Randy Behavior 7 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Nice to meet you Nell. I'm glad you found me. :)


Doug Turner Jr. 5 years ago

This one is a wrestling match; the narrator against someone trying to marginalize their achievements and dictate their world. It's nice to have a coven of some sort to gather hands with when the storms come.

Interesting points made about reality and how the narrator chooses to perceive the world. It's all in the eye of the beholder. Well done.


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Randy Behavior 5 years ago from Near the Ocean Author

Yes Doug it is all about perception, but most people don't get that. Everything in this life takes the judgement of another to be defined. I judge you to be an excellent poet, and therefore you are, at least to me.

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