The brutal truth is that
I view the landscape through
Romanticized spectacles
When the reality is an ocean
Removed from romance
In any shape or form
Tag reality
Abstract
My dreams flash back before my eyes
That strange illuminated abstract world
Of thoughts
Of feelings
Of ideas
Of life
I wonder what they mean
I ponder the reality
Of that which is not
Real at all
Exposed
When painful words are truth
When mirrors do not lie
When weaknesses are exposed
When defenses do not stand
When everything we did and know
Only brought us to a place of
Harsh reality
Then the only way forward
Is alone
Reality
My dreams reached out to touch me
I lived them, tasted them, felt them
Until they evaporated
And I woke up
To face
Reality
Fantasy
Sometimes we need a big knock over our heads to jolt us back to reality. Even if fantasy is more comforting. But the fantasy never becomes real, does it? And reality has its claws all over us. No escape.
Burst Bubbles
Dreams floated away
As one by one they escaped
And as I watched them go
Each delicate membrane
Burst leaving no trace
Of having existed
And all that was
Left was a
Desolate
Space
Two Worlds
Surfing the space
Between dreams
And reality
Surfacing from night
As morning dew appears
Two worlds connect –
Free spirit and
Earthly mind
In response to Daily Post: Connection
Fantasy
Hey, you know what paradise is? It’s a lie
A fantasy we create about people and places as we’d like them to be
Charlene – I’ve Never Been To Me
Alone
I dreamt of you
That your heart would beat
In tune with mine
I dreamt of
The breathing of my soul
When your energy
Would infuse with mine
I dreamt of love
And passion
And union
Until the night was over
And the rising sun
Illuminated so clearly
That the romance was over
The dreams were gone
And it’s a new day
I have to face
Alone
Naked Reality
Last night you kissed me
And caressed me and undressed me
I was the most beautiful woman in the world
This morning
You do not know me
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