TruthBunny

a little insight can be dangerous

a lonely truth(bunny)

i seek companionship (in haste) to avoid loneliness
only to find a deeper solitude … in isolation

too ashamed to admit a decision made from fear
too naive to recognize a commitment without a bond
too fearful to believe the separation is only temporary
too numb to notice that option just slipped away.

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the truth(bunny) you long for …

the bitter taste left behind by the sour words you kept repeating has faded to reveal someone different
the resentful cynic you feared might make a home, wandered off to join the utterances of a jilted heart in vain

… and then you have that moment of clarity ..
I had to go through that to understand this.

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Photo by Joseph H. Davis Jr.

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The Poker Player

He sits down at the table with unparalleled confidence
His wits as sharp as blades,
his skills finely tuned and his stacks
piled high before him,
failure isn’t an option
or even a passing thought

This early in the game,
Clubs are all he seeks
He dances with delight as the flop promises the thrill he eagerly awaits…

Inconceivable!
He grunts in disbelief
the thrill was fleeting,
the cost only minor.

Next hand.

Diamonds… he recalls the advice
from a seasoned shark
Diamonds melt the icy gaze of his elusive adversaries
the toughest read is now transparent,
all he has to do is lead the hand
and close the deal…

Unbelievable!
He sinks into his chair.
It seemed so promising,
so real,
so close
His stacks dwindling – he’s not done.

Next hand.

His wisdom now emerges – replete with cynicism
New strategy…every expression
carefully calculated and deliberately devoid of expression

Call.

He sets out to diminish his previous setback in Spades

Call.

He’s patient and floats around the turn…

Impossible?!
But now he couldn’t tell
He stares woefully at his Bachelor Hand…
Fold.

His well-crafted strategy, pulled from his hands and promptly discarded

Final hand.

Contemplation now replaces impetuousness
Focus now replaces impatience
Understanding now replaces irrationality
Drawing from a wealth of experience … but limited reserves

He is playing with Hearts now,
the risk is greater – so is the reward

he glides down the river
and finally enjoys
the intoxicating thrill of this game…

He won…
her heart

… with pure luck.

 

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A Truth for all fellow inner control freaks…

“Do not seek the because – in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.”

– Anais Nin

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The Tide

The TX coast

Photo by Joseph H. Davis

Standing on the shore
I let the foamy water gently kiss the tips of my toes
I am motionless and my soles feel heavy and weighted down in the cool, gritty surface below,
I become aware of how expertly the sand molds itself under every curve and crevice of my firmly planted feet as if that’s exactly where I’m supposed to be.

The water now rushes past me and envelopes my ankles,
As if it’s trying to persuade my body to follow the tide.
Why can’t I move on, all I need to do is take
one …small … step …

I’ve made an impression here,
If I move now, the water will quickly fill the sand that hugged my soles as if I was never there..
As if I had no effect…
As if I didn’t exist.

The ebb and flow gain momentum and the waves gently surround my calves
If I remain here, I must accept the tide as a comforting friend…
Surrounding me completely,
trusting the inconsistent undulations,
swirling and flowing about me,
Simultaneously confusing and captivating.

Suddenly and unexpectedly,
I am overcome with the warm embrace of peace that can only come from a sound decision and a healthy heart.

I begin to understand.

I am not supposed to stay..
my footprints on this shore are intended to fade with the flowing current.

The tide does not wash them away as much as carry them on to another shore.

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