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 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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Comments
A brilliant piece Jack and so true too. Poetry has given me a way of being true to the world too! I like it because I don`t sound so tongue tied in my writing!! I find it easier to write my feelings down through poetry as I`ve always felt shy and awkward trying to express myself verbally, so poetry and this site is just perfect for me. Give my love to Cathie sweety. Well done for another great piece of art.
I love you.
G xx
So we're like to "two paws in a peed"... oops! Be serious Santa!!! So this has encouraged you to bare your soul too!!! This is good... you are such a sweetie, Georgie Girl!!! Love and ((hugs)) Santa xoxox
Hugs back! G xx