Michael J. Falotico Poet Rhyme

Up In the Sun

The only eyes I see in the mirror are my own..
A chasing step through a dark forest to my way home..
A welcome glimpse into the sun where Angels play all day..
I shout out my words and blow a kiss to some with wings frayed..
My white jacket is a little off color and tainted with shades of blue..
It was so easy to run and cry in the rain, my tears blended and never true..
I will just wink my eye and wave goodbye,"see you on the other side".
When all is said and confirmed, hope to be in that sun and on a steady ride..

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Debbie Guzzi March 14, 2011 at 9:28 AM alot of depth here, just the way I like them! Light & Love

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 13, 2011 at 7:55 AM Michael u continually amaze me at the depth of your gift and talent of writing luv.. a perfect portrayal of elegance and depth of feelings transmitted to the reader's eye to introspect it's deep meaning .. yet so simple too.. appreciate your awesome comment on my new poem today.. after all the 'nonsense' that transpired the past few days.. I just had to put it out there luv... our connection is unique and special.. your Jersey Girl is let it all out mode hoping words will truly touch many hearts

Poet Destroyer A March 12, 2011 at 7:11 PM what we believe is what we see... i enjoyed this one.. one day is what we have and hope for.. take care,..p.d.

Wilma Neels March 12, 2011 at 2:37 PM "It was so easy to run and cry in the rain," my favorite line.. feelings of hope well expressed Michael, love Wilma

Dr.Ram Mehta March 12, 2011 at 1:57 PM A pleasant picture and pleasing desire to ponder on like the words of Wordswortha bliss to be in heaven, Michael

Carolyn Devonshire March 12, 2011 at 11:01 AM I have no doubt that when you finally to reach the other side, you will be playing with the angels, Michael. This is a beautiful poem. Love, Carolyn

John Rhinem March 12, 2011 at 10:00 AM Smile ~ Very wonderfully composed and spoken verse my dear friend and yes, not only a brightened glimpse at your blessed and gifted self but also, yes again, I believe that all of life wishes to find that paradise waiting for themselves, forevermore beyond this for the most part, not so yellowbrick road ~ "Excellent Michael As 'Your Sweeetened Brush,' Often Paints" ~ "Love, 'Always,'" John!:) ~