A Window To My Soul
The eyes are the windows to the soul
But I once had my shades pulled down
A mysterious individual difficult to figure
Masqueraded around as a clown
Always been known as a jester at heart
But some say it's a cover, a facade
To hide this feeling of insecurity inside
Wouldn't allow my soul to be unclad
Well that most certainly used to be true
But poetry has allowed me to be me
Under the cover of this protected environment
It's allowed my true self to be free
The truth will out it's always been said
In my case it's proven to be so
Owe my appreciation to all my poet friends
And to Cathie, my wife, my soul
A new found confidence after many years
Not the person I started out to be
Feeling of freedom expressing my thoughts
Nonjudgemental, a feeling of free
The eyes, it's said, are the windows to the soul
No truer words have ever been spoken
Poetry has allowed me to forever be free
My long silence has now been broken
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RIGHT ON!!...... Love this Lord JACK!!......... in my opinion poetry is the last pure art form where words are concerned......... because......... there's no money or power involved........... most poets write for the sake of writing and pure self expression...... wanting nothing in return, save, a little feedback from their fellow poets.......... the fact poetry has set you free and helped you find a new confidence is not a surprise........ it is a gift that you've always had.......... when I read this poem I was moved......... not because of the perfect formatting and timing......... but because this kind of honesty can bring a man to tears!!..........smokin' grooves brother..........ALL STARS.......PINNED........ so happy you are here on COSMO.......... this was an honor to read brother poet!!........... Love to you and yours!!...........T xo
Tony, Tony, Tony!!!! You have no idea how your words lift me! My days recently have been quite unsettled and difficult for an old guy who has always enjoyed smooth sailing! It will settle down but this old geezer doesn't handle change as well as he once did! Friends like you and Cherie and the others on this fantastic site brighten my dark days! You are too too kind good buddy! Brother love to you Mr. Chicago xx