Michael J. Falotico Poet Rhyme

An Open Soul

by Michael J. Falotico


                                                      Reaching out to fix a hole.
                                                   Patching cracks to free a soul.
                          
                                                 Reading words that can't be seen.
                                                Holding thoughts that have no lean.

                                                   Watching fear as time passes by.
                                                Endless sight of a dream that can't fly.
                                                 
                                                   Reflections seen that are not me.
                                                 A younger version that was not free.

                                                  Concrete rhymes that spill my soul.
                                                    A life touched with words to hold.

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Wilma Neels March 27, 2011 at 10:34 AM Something we all strive for, touching lives even with just our words. Another gem you have here Mr. F, love Wilma

Wiseton Prins March 27, 2011 at 6:30 AM Hey brother, this is Wassup! I just love the way... i just love this poem buddy! I never thought such few words could carry so much weihgt in terms of wisdom! Its... it just feels as though it talks about me! i can relate to it 133% A really nice one you have penned here buddy! really nice!

Carolyn Devonshire March 26, 2011 at 12:35 PM Great use of irony here, Micheal -- reading words that can't be seen, reflections that aren't you. It seems I felt more freedom when I was young thatn I do today. A beautiful poem, my friend. Love, Carolyn

Francine Roberts March 26, 2011 at 10:20 AM thats beautiful Michael, you have soup mail

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 26, 2011 at 6:41 AM These words should be put in a time capsule Michael for others to find in the future luv.. brilliantly penned to convey a poignant message of who u are my White Knight.. your Jersey Girl is awesome mode as your words ever invigorate my own soul luv.. happy weekend to u and lady fair..

Michael J. Falotico March 26, 2011 at 4:58 AM Morning thoughts and playing with words, my favorite thing to do...enjoy friends