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Point of View

Updated on May 15, 2011
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The hillside out this window is combed in stripes of healthy green

Bulbous purple cherry trees dot the quiet road below

A single white magnolia lays in full sun perched on a nearby branch

Amongst tips of cyprus, red, white and blue wave conspicuously


Strangely vibrant and surreal resting silent behind glass

While moans of medicated pain vibrate this sterile room

I wish I could pull the vitality from the landscape

Pour it into your iv drip, return you to your youth

But even this impressive view has its season


"I think I'm done," you tell me gently, I quickly look away

I dig my nails into my flesh trying to stop a sob


"Is everyone ready to let me go?"

I so want to say something wise and comforting

The words come into my mind but I can not speak them

A kiss upon your tender head is all I can muster


I want to tell you that I'll be ok

That I'm as brave as you believe me to be

Instead I stare at the vineyards gritting my teeth

Willing them to impart their strength

I change my gaze and see past this little green valley

There are layers of mountain ranges slowly revealing themselves

The thinning fog reminds me

There exists so much more than we can see

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    • crochet48 profile image

      crochet48 6 years ago from Southern New Mexico

      Saying goodbye "forever" is rough. I see the hope in the last lines of your poem. Write more!

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Hope is the knowledge of an afterlife. Thanks for coming by for a read crochet48.

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      kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA

      You wrote this so beautifully, so poignantly. I don't know what else to say...I rated up and beautiful.

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      Candie V 6 years ago from Whereever there's wolves!! And Bikers!! Cummon Flash, We need an adventure!

      Ah, RB you have hit another soft spot for me. I've come to notice that even in my times of deepest sadness, the sun still rises, the breeze still blows, the trees change colors. You are right.. hope is the knowledge of an afterlife. Hugs my friend!

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      Tom Rubenoff 6 years ago from United States

      Another beautifully written poem, so universal in meaning, emerging from heart and soul.

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      Nikkij504gurl 6 years ago from Louisiana

      awwww. sad but enlightening.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Kaltopsyd thanks for stopping by and thanks for the rate up.

      Long time Candie V! So nice to see you. Nature tries to teach us life lessons, but we are usually too busy to notice.

      Thanks Tom, this one did come from my depths.

      Hi Nikki. I am in the midsts of a sad time, but I'm trying to find the lessons in it.

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      saddlerider1 6 years ago

      Randy I feel your pain and I sensed immediately that it comes from the very depth of your soul. I know what losing a loved one feels like. I just published a poem on the loss of my Dad. It was tough saying goodbye but his look of assurance that he loved me and was sorry for how he left me as a young boy gave me release. Lesson I've learned is never stop showing and telling the people in your life how much you truly LOVE them. Peace and hugs from the Saddle.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Saddle, My Dad and I are very close, as is our family. We tend to be an overly positive thinking family so when its time to deal with the negative I think we are ill equipped.

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      Nikkij504gurl 6 years ago from Louisiana

      i too am admist a sad time...

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Take a hug Nikki.

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      pattilohr 6 years ago

      I think you're better "equipped" then you give yourself credit for. "Point of View" is a testament to that dear one. ♥

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you Patti, I hope you're right.

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      Joy56 6 years ago

      very well written, i enjoyed reading this a poem to which many can relate.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you Joy56, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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      Eiddwen 6 years ago from Wales

      This was a heartfelt poem. A brilliant read. I have only just come accross you on here and I am looking forward to reading more of your work. I am rating this one up with a beautiful as well.Thank you so much for sharing this poem and take care.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you Eiddwen for your nice comment. I"m glad you found me.

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      J. Stump 6 years ago from USA

      we could all use the strength of the vine, amazing work!

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thanks J., I appreciate your opinion.

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      Micky Dee 6 years ago

      Very nice! Thank you Ma'am and buttons up!

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thanks Micky!!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      This verse painted a similar picture of the emotions I felt when I lost my dad in 2007. There is a realization that it is time which seems to override our selfish need to hold on. When we release them with our permission to go, there is a peace that washes some of the grief from the soul and helps us to endure. Very nice write! WB

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Its funny Wayne, I write what I think our my feelings. Only to find out they are shared by so many.

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      MFB III 6 years ago from United States

      Such a heartrender, there is so little that is good about goodbyes...my Mom took that route, but I only got there in time to shut off her respirator, I had to sign the order, no one else in my family wanted to do such an awful act of closure. but she was gone..I simply turned off the machines that told us so. If this is personal, my heart and soul go out to you ....MFB III

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you for the comment MFB. Yes its personal; Dad's been gone almost three month now.

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      TattoGuy 6 years ago

      Happy New Year RB, yer always in my thoughts x

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      And to you old friend, may the wind be at your back in 2011.

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      TattoGuy 6 years ago

      Thanks RB, you are always on my mind, I still love yer poems and I am always still there, not in a stalkerish way, but hey you know x

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      Linda Rogers 6 years ago from Minnesota

      Randy-What incredible poetry you have written here. The beauty of natures landscapes and it's connection to symbolism is brilliant. I could read your poetry all day. So glad you share this gift of yours with hub pages:)

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you Minnetonka Twin, what a sweet comment. The world is one big metaphor to me.

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      TattoGuy 6 years ago

      You know you will be in my 200th dont ya, as that olf fecker Elvis once said in a song "You were always on my mind" twas a cool song ; )

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Wow you've been busy!

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      TattoGuy 6 years ago

      I have but once I reach 200 I am fecking off but I want to make moi 200th Hub like a look back on my time on here, it will be my Top 20 Hubbers and well as if I could forget my fav girl, plus by the time I write it I will be hitting 1 Million views.

      Ps - I miss you so much !

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      Up and beautiful here. You painted a nice picture; reminded me of that Hemingway short story "Hills Like White Elephants". Cheers.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      May need to check that out. Cheers to you.

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      epigramman 6 years ago

      ..highly intellectual is your point of view ...with this cerebral poetic context intact .....and just world class writing .......and my reaction right now is not randy - it's jaw dropping awe!!!!!

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      epigramman 6 years ago

      ..actually your point of view is very much appreciated - it has truly truly made a difference in my immediate life here at Hubhulaland - you helped me to change a certain direction in writing - and for that I have only you to thank!!!!

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Well I'm glad to be of service. I write from my strongest emotion of the moment or my most nagging thoughts. The bigger the "feel' the easier the "flow". Good luck with your writing.

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      sligobay 6 years ago from east of the equator

      Wishing the infusion of nature's green life into the IV drip invokes a verdant vitality. Nicely done.

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      sligobay 6 years ago from east of the equator

      OK. Read and understood the peculiar circumstances. If there were no time there would be no waiting or hurrying. Time is a tyrant.

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      Claudia Schönfeld 6 years ago

      dang! love the contrast from nature to death bed to the perspective of more to come. excellent write randy - i'm tremendously enjoying your poetry

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      ayala 6 years ago

      Heartfelt and moving!

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Hi Claudia, I'm happy you enjoy my stuff. I'm glad I found you guys, its been fun reading some wonderful work (yours especially).

      Thanks Ayala I'm glad you liked it.

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      brian miller 6 years ago

      love the contrasting images...opening on the beauty of the view than taking us inside...i watched my MIL pass slowly in thus a room...evocative piece...

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      steven 6 years ago

      yowsa. i was lost in the trippy-yet-bucolic landscape, and immediately found myself facing goodbye. really well written; subtly gripping...

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thanks Brian. I wouldn't wish this experience on anyone.

      Hi Steven. Thanks for "yowsa," I like that.

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      mystic margarita 6 years ago

      I know how it is to lose a loved one. Words, however evocative, can never capture the mountain of pain an experience like this leaves behind in entirety. Beautiful. Hugs.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Mystic - Thank you for your kind words. I keep finding myself writing about it in different ways. Every time it heals me a little more.

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      Matt Coughlan 6 years ago

      This poem started off one way then veered a hard turn on me, which is pretty much how it feels to lose someone. You run around thinking everything's hunky dory, then bam! Brick wall to the face!

      Which is my colloquial way of saying that I feel this is a powerful poem about the experience of suffering.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      "Brick wall to the face" precisely. And add to that "keep smiling so no one knows you are at this moment swallowing broken teeth." Thanks Matt.

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      mindlovemisery 6 years ago

      The visual impact as stunning.Deep and emotional piece

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      pete marshall 6 years ago

      the switch in the poem was done so well...very good read, even though very sad...take care...pete

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you mindlovemisery, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

      Hi Pete, thanks for the comment.

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      siubhan 6 years ago

      You do an amazing job of contrasting the vibrant outside with the sickroom on the other side of the glass. It makes the scene you describe in the second half oh-so-much more poignant. This is a sad but beautiful piece.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Greetings Suibhan. It struck me that way standing there in that window with my father behind me and this scene before me. Yin and yang.

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      C Rose 6 years ago

      A truly lovely write - the last line lingers so eloquently. ~ Rose

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Thank you for the comment Rose :)

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      Luke Prater 5 years ago

      tough. I feel the gritted teeth. well-penned my friend

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      Randy Behavior 5 years ago from Near the Ocean

      I re-read it now and realize I did not do the moment justice. It was the worst moment I've experienced yet Luke.

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