FACING HARD TRUTH

Bobby O

FACING HARD TRUTH

Reaching out to adjust the Blur, it was as if my brain had an aperture. Imagining it turned slightly askew, My hands, touching nothing in bare air drew , 
Looky-Loo gazes, 
quixotic askance expressions, a bevy that on me landed heavy, 
from judgements of strangers in view. 
With crystal focus to pursue. Instead , sin deadly vanity, reared it’s ugly head, 
crowding clear thought , corrupting progress desperately sought , resolve the blur of imagined aperture , and admitting that I’m not quite mature 



  • Author: Bobby O (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 21st, 2023 00:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: Admitting to yourself your faults is always a skill that must be constantly sharpened
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Neville


    tis the truth I tell ya and nothing but it 🙂

  • Parisab

    Great and brave write-using intellectualized terms to serve one’s vanity-We take ourselves entirely too seriously-thank you for the sharper perspective-

    • horrorautumnpoet

      I agree. by that, I mean doesnt vanity seem to serve us intelligence of some sort?

    • Bobby O

      Very cool. You made it sound better than I actually thought. It’s finished simpler than I intended and I just gave in to the way it wound up. At first, I was going to examine the blur as a metaphor for how things go awry and how we fictionslizr to serve selfish purpose but that vanity thing which was only gonna be one line gave me an easy out. I’m still gonna attempt the more serious w chagrin and restyled purpose. But you made me feel better and I couldn’t not admit truth to the YOU in my poetic circle.

    • David Wakeling

      This is a powerful piece.Made me think.

    • Bobby O

      Gratified fir your words and appreciate the symbiotic sharing in progress.

    • horrorautumnpoet

      DId you happen to get inspiration from my poem Doppelganger? just asking bc I see sort a of resemblance. i mean, it's okay if you did or if you didnt. just curious..
      I liked it although it could be explored more!

    • Bobby O

      It was an ode to distraction and an admission I’m still prone to the minutia that sidetracks focus.



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