We walk lightly
Among the driven
Out of place
Out of step
Perceptibly
Standing in place
Weak
Simple
Amused by the banal
Ignoring
The trends
Unglued
From the screen
Unchained
We understand
Happiness
Is a lie
Certainly never found
In another
Who should ever carry that weight
Of selfishness
Joy
Is not an outcome
Of circumstance
But of perception
A firm grasp
Of the reality
Of the human experience
And the application of perseverance
To grow something
From the smallest of seeds
I am old, (but not real old) and have found that the requirement of a positive happenstance for happiness is a ruse mostly perpetuated by commercial advertising.
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your poem is so full of wisdom and your words hit me…….happiness is not what we are taught is it by others………your photo, stunning!
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Thank you so much Wendi. My hope is that your day goes well and that your recovery from the “normal” effort goes even better.
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God bless you Mark!
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This poem, made me pause!
I tried to understand the subtle hint of dark realism! I still couldn’t! But I still loved it.
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The photo on the other hand?! AMAZING!!!
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I’m pretty sure there were a couple of “things” driving this one. Being older and enjoying very simple things, ignoring what pushed as “good” or “beautiful” or “popular” makes a person an outsider by choice. Some see this as a negative, but it is freeing. Also, I was just reflecting on some sad news that resonated through our family and friends. It happens, and we will all get through it. We always do.
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“… Being older and enjoying very simple things, ignoring what pushed as “good” or “beautiful” or “popular” makes a person an outsider by choice.”
It’s like you’re reading my thoughts lately Mark.
Truly sorry about the sad news.
Yes, unfortunately it happens! And yes, we do get through it. Resilience is one of our best attributes. Hugs.
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