Michael J. Falotico Poet Couplet

My Surface

There are times I stand in life like a leafless tree...
                             Nothing to cover or shade my self from what you see...

                                 Naked and exposed with the sky my only shelter..
                                  Where lifes cruelty touches my faith and I falter...

                                 Then like spring coming in my surface solidifies...
                   The branches to my heart are now held safe where love doesn't hide...

                  Now I stand strong with my heart in one hand and a shield in the other...
                             Always up and ready to meet either a storm or a lover....

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Dinda Minardi December 4, 2011 at 8:38 AM This is amazing, michael.. Well I think I've missed a lot of your poems hehehe. I love how you connect tree and heart in this poem. Excellent!

Lizzie Treetop November 26, 2011 at 4:57 PM Oh yes Michael I also love this one, it say's it all. Thank you for your kind comments really appreciated! X :) Lizzie Michael J. Falotico November 26, 2011 at 5:11 PM Thanks Lizzie Your comments bring warm smiles. Xox.

Poet Destroyer A November 25, 2011 at 11:12 PM Michael, first things first~ How was your thanksgiving? I hope fine! About this poem: I love what can arrive on ones surface... you are awsome,,, have a happy one,..p.d. Michael J. Falotico November 26, 2011 at 5:07 PM So are you Hun!!

Elizabeth Wesley November 25, 2011 at 8:53 PM Great way to see yourself Michael, good you know your strengths and weaknesses. Your picture shows you as strength - nic one! Lizzy

Wilma Neels November 25, 2011 at 12:22 PM Gosh, I love where you took this one Michael, quick soupmail :) l o v e Wilma

Tony Lane November 25, 2011 at 9:21 AM We can't help but expose who we really are. We write and we show ourselves to each other.