Living In A Kaleidoscope

 

How can I trust reality?

When the moon keeps me awake

And the sun makes me sleepy.

I tried walking around like

A blind man without a cane

Just so I could learn the hard way

Where my place in the world

Stands like a bookcase full of magazines.

I look into the mirror of the past

Only to find a wrinkle in time

In the form of a wavy line.

So I look into the sky

To connect the dots of my life

Only to find a flatline.

When I try to put a name

To the face of life’s meaning

I see my name with the vowels blacked out.

All there is left to do

Is leave a blank page

Which my eulogy should have been written on

And spill ink on it

To let the blot solve this mystery.

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I notice that Corset is interpreting this as a poem about suicide, but I don't see it that way at all. I see this as a statement of a living death . . . flatlining while still breathing . . . and I don't mean on life support. To me, this kaleidoscope is a perfect description of how it feels when a person has no life, or no sense of self, or feels there's nothing to live for. Aside from the bleak interpretations, I really love the 2nd & 3rd lines becuz that's how it is, for real, sometimes. Great observations!

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

The great thing about poetry is we can interpret each one a different way, and no matter how we see it is always right. But it was not intended about suicide. I also love your insight into my words.

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow... Life gives us reason to be humble...
and realize that we are always learning that there is a better way. The great Inventors were diligent in discovering the formula for many purposes. We are all Inventors of our own
Life.. it takes time and wisdom to contribute to Mankind. truly, Pat

[AYVID N]

Brilliant Dale...here's my take on your poem...

Sometimes we feel we have reached a dead end. We have seen & done everything that we could possibly do within our realm and with our capacities & our limitations and we think there isn't much else that we can achieve. We kind of missed the bus. Round pegs in square holes, couldn't make it /adjust in this strange & difficult world. The glory that was to be ours seems far out of reach and we can't do more as our strength and time are both waning. So though the end maybe unforeseen (or far), the story of our unsung, average life, our conclusion, seems foregone. Please know these thoughts are mine as how I feel about myself, my life. But we never know of life and its sweet quirks. So I'll keep the dreams alive till that very last breath. ❤❤❤

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

What a wonderful take on my poem... coming from you it is truer than true.

[AYVID N]

❤❤❤ Thanks for appreciating...it was a pleasure to read this poem 😊

[emmajoy]

Such an introspective view of where you are, what you see, how you feel, Dale. That might seems a hint critical, tho isnt meant to be, because maybe you're more aware than you were after going through surgery, feel sick as a parrot but by no means as colourful. You see things and feel things that weren't there before, once upon a time.. perhaps; more negatives than positives... sad that. Sad, because life has just put on another coat... it's a case of getting used to the fit.. and feeling its warmth. Perhaps.

Fine writing, fine thoughts, and in many ways, helpful to those still finding how..

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you classy lady for sharing your deep insight.

[emmajoy]

Tis best to fight those negatives when possible... they end up choking hope off and away.. can't have that, life's too precious.

[emmajoy]

Your poem still has that punch of years back.. seems a distant admission, one that took courage but.. its power has somehow increased over time, Dale. Fine phrasing, visual meanings perhaps stronger than before when grey actually mant almost pitch black. Take care, keep safe.. and keep well, please.

[Corset]

the sucky thing about suicide is the shape you are in if you don't succeed, freakin' doctors are way just to good at what they do! When u wake up in all fourty bloody kinds of painful hell , and you realize it just wasn't gonna happen that way, "they" want you when "they" want you, not when you think you are ready, then they make it truly freaky for the rest of the interim, you realize maybe you should have just turned the vibrations up a little higher instead of lower. oh wait...you already know this survivor :) Eulogy...its no way near time for that yet

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you for the deep feedback. Of course it is not close to my time. I came out of heart surgery two years ago. Gotta a lot of life left.

[Corset]

and a lot of books yet to write :)

[Dhaye]

Full of sadness but this is one of your bests, sir. I like this a lot because there was time in my life I have those thoughts.
Thanks for sharing.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you for the kind review... I think we all feel this way at times.

[Addict With a Pen]

Ooh I love this! Your writing is superb and I love the title, very creative. The second and third line can be very relatable and really add to the overall message to this poem.
Keep writing!

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you so very kindly. Appreciate the positive feedback.

[Papaya]

This feels like being lost and wandering on a path with no purpose or direction.
Very sad one from you Dale.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Good interpretation... thanks, I like to explore all side os humans, even the dark.

[Renée]

I don't think I have ran across a depressing piece of yours..but I do believe, I have now. You are so very rich in the way you impact lives in positive ways.. in life AND with your writing. Because you share..we are richer too .. ( : Just by writing this piece, you let someone know, they are not so alone, or different..just human and venerable.. ((Hugs)) little bro

[jacob erin-cilberto]

but that is not all that is left from you, Dale...all of these wonderful poems are your legacy....you walk pretty well for a blind man...

and the sun shines through your work...

j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Well thank you kindly, a wonderful compliment coming from a great poet like you.