RealTalk Poetry • The Only Constant

20It’s never the call you were expecting,
or the text you wanted.

The job you would rather,
or the meal you’d prefer.

It’s never the compliment you hoped for,
the results you waited for,
or the reaction you prepared for.

It’s never the day you got ready to challenge,
the goodbye you got ready to hear,
or the future your past once promised.

It’s never the love you thought was real,
the life you imaged living,
or the reflection you wanted to see –
every glance into the mirror.

But –

you’ll only find a piece of mind when you realize,
the only constant is that nothing is.

The only thing we can ever expect,
is a different play center stage.

Different than what’s written in our script.


This image was illustrated in collaboration with Lemon Chicken Por Favor

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  • Anonymous

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  • Very nice. And very true. And happy Canada Day 🙂

  • beenculverted

    Anticipate everything, expect nothing.
    Loved it.
    If life was what we expected, it would suck a big vapid hole. Boundaries to overcome is kind of the point of existing.

    • What a great comment. Thank you so much for sharing.

      “Boundaries to overcome is kind of the point of existing.” Love it.