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I'm a Part-Time Dreamer and a Selective Realist: A Poem

Val enjoys writing rhymed poetry with a valuable message in it.


Life is 10% what happens and 90% how you react to it.

-- Charles R. Swindoll

I could write about a poignant part of my past

the one that could make a tough dude cry

or about this life that's "rushing too fast"

or about alike stuff -- but why don't I?

For it was no more real than those happy times

when from a top of the world I looked at all below

so why on crappy stuff would I waste these rhymes

when my old romantic guitar insists on happy-n-slow.

It is all equally real and now all equally gone

tear-jerking scenes and my cigarettes-n-beer

now all that dark "reality" just makes me yawn

while memories of crazy times are still so near.

A part-time dreamer, and a selective realist am I

choosing my mental food with a gourmet taste

not exactly believing in some pie in the sky

but seeing all the fuss as a total waste.

It's such unutterable joy to just breathe and be

to cultivate our mind trying to make it refined

to purr like an old cat curled and in its glee

with no need to further relax and unwind.

Life is good even if it's down to water and bread

and when we cry for better it stops being good

so, long before we all happen to end up dead

why not cultivate more of this dreamy mood.

© 2022 Val Karas