dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Soliloquy
Frank at dVerse has invited us to write a soliloquy, to speak one’s interior dialoguee aloud. Latin: solus – alone; loqui – speak.
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“Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?” Charles Bukowski
Shall I be Real?
Who am I in this curling world,
do I speak from that deeper self,
the I who sees all of all
and knows a word,
or, do I hide and speak a simple side
of who they want of me,
will I pretend to be one of them
and speak their truth against myself,
shall I pretend of them or
shall I be real of me?
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Oh, I love these lines:
will I pretend to be one of them
and speak their truth against myself,
And now I wonder…
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I like the contrast you set up between “pretend of them” and “real of me”. It is well described in this line “and speak their truth against myself”.
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Enjoyed your response Frank, thank you for teasing that out.
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I fear I have a strong tendency to speak bluntly … to shoot from the lip, so to speak!
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It brings its own challenges doesn’t it? Thank you Beverly for sharing that.
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The juxtaposition of the emotions so vividly presented through your words.
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Thank you very much for sharing that Megha, much appreciated.
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I liked this, just can’t leave a comment so here are my thoughts. I don’t think, from all of reading your words, that you could ever be less than honest about anything.
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Thank you Cheryl, I must say I wasn’t always like that, I have become more reflective and real over the past thirty years, it has been amazing.
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Profound!
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Thank you so much.
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A great soliloquy! A challenge we all face. Be true to your self and find peace of mind!
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Yes indeed Dwight, we do all face it. Some don’t seem to go through though, sadly.
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Yes that does happen!
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It’s hard to be vulnerable…and safe.
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I think that is extremely challenging Lynn.
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As I age, being “real of me” is getting so much easier.
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I guess I’m a bit odd because I began not worrying early and perfected it in my late 20s, but most of my family and friends would say age really brings something for them in being able to be real, to let go, and I admire that very much, thank you for sharing that Margaret.
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Wonderful poem Paul.
When we learn to be true to ourself rest comes as by product.
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Absolutely Rupali, and thank you.
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I think this is a hard question to answer, if I’m being completely honest with myself.
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Very difficult
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Charles 🙂
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My pleasure!
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I wonder how often it happens that we don’t know the real self though.
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Ah, yes indeed, consciousness or unconsciousness, a true question, I wonder too, thank you Bjorn, a great question.
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Megwetch and thank you for this beauty.
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Nice poem. Yes, it is easier to go along with the others than being true to your real self. So many even I have tried to be one of them.
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Yes, I think it’s part of the human experience, fortunately some of us pay attention and work towards being authentic. Thank you so much for reading and responding.
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Lovely words, and please always be your authentic self.
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Absolutely, it resolves a lot of potential negativity if we do, thank you so much 🙂
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As I grow older, being the “real me” has become easier. Sometimes, I wonder why it took me so long to figure it out.
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I guess we know we can as we age, that confidence that we have nothing to lose.
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So true!
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Thank you 🙂
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