Richard Lamoureux Poet Pantoum

Glass House Blues

Please throw a rock so I can be free
Shatter these clear walls of my house
I'm tired of living in a clear prison
The outside search lights are awfully bright

Shatter these clear walls of my house
At times I feel like I'm going crazy
The outside search lights are awfully bright
There's no shade when you live behind glass

At times I feel like I'm going crazy
You see me and think you understand
There's no shade when you live behind glass
So I retreat to the sanctuary of my mind

You see me and think you understand
In reality you do not have a clue
So I retreat to the sanctuary of my mind
It is privacy that I wish I could find

In reality you don't have a clue
I'm tired of living in a clear prison
It is privacy that I wish I could find
Please throw a rock so I can be free



Frank H got me to thinking what 
it would be like to live in a glass house.

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Monterey Sirak October 10, 2013 at 8:46 AM No walls glass or otherwise can hold the imaginative and moving words that flow from your mind. The poems will seep out of every crevice. Every time you retreat into your sanctuary you free yourself. Richard Lamoureux October 10, 2013 at 9:54 AM You have really made my day today Monterey!

Lucilla Carrillo September 28, 2013 at 11:54 PM Hi Richard; We will all throw a rock and set you free. I enjoyed this very much. .. Lucilla Richard Lamoureux September 29, 2013 at 12:17 PM Thanks Lucilla. :0)

James Marshall Goff September 28, 2013 at 8:09 PM I really like it, Richard! jimbo Richard Lamoureux September 29, 2013 at 12:18 PM Thanks Jimbo!

Wayne Hill September 28, 2013 at 4:03 PM an interesting take on the theme. to be seen and not understood can be difficult. good write...I enjoyed this thoughtful poem. Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2013 at 4:04 PM Thabnks Wayne, I appreciate the visit.

Nette Onclaud September 28, 2013 at 11:28 AM shaterring expo of feelings.. makes me uncomfortable and yet freeing, rich... way to go!..:) huggs Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2013 at 4:05 PM Thanks Nette, I like your reaction to this one.

Dr.Ram Mehta September 28, 2013 at 9:03 AM Reading the poem reminds of the movie The Glass House, but I can relate to the feelings of living in a glass house. Richard Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2013 at 4:06 PM Thanks Dr . Ram

Eileen Manassian September 28, 2013 at 7:59 AM So many levels...so many thoughts...What an opening line...Astounding Richard Lamoureux September 28, 2013 at 8:16 AM Thanks Eileen, I was missing your comments.