("Eye of God", 2018, original encaustic)
You Can't Judge a Book By Its Cover
You can’t judge a book by its cover
Or then again maybe you can
Covers show us what the authors want us to see
And there is plenty to judge in that
But it may not be what the author wants us to think
Once open though
All bets are off
As the author’s own words
And not just image
Are exposed for us to taste, test and judge
And yet still in our judgment
What are we really seeing?
Speaking from experience
I can say there are many
Who have seen me, my art and poems
And think I’m cool
And then….
After a bit of conversation
Walk away
Thinking, Jeez, what a racist, sexist, fascist pig.
If you need to see the face
Of all you judge and fear
Just look in the mirror.
(10/10/23)
French proverb: L'habit ne fait pas le moine.
English equivalent: You can't judge a book by its cover.
My interpretation: The work one does is not always an accurate indicator of the kind of person he…or she…is.
Most strippers can't do more
Than just "bump and grind",
But I know one who reads
Every book she can find.
From Dr. Seuss to Schopenhauer,
She devours volumes by the hour.
She plays a bibliophilipic role
As she swings 'round that phallipic pole,
Which adds a high degree of class
To an act that's mostly t**s and ass.
And while she's raking in the tips,
She's turning pages as she strips.
As those who scoff at her soon find,
Her brain's as big as her behind,
And then they whistle and applaud
And all her attributes they laud,
For she's no intellectual fraud,
Nor is she some tawdry bawd.
I know her name is Ermentraude,
But on the grand marquee out front, she's "Maude,
A broad with a broad, broad mind."
Author's note: Remember, dear P. Soupers, reading is fundamental.
Don't judge a book by its cover -
As simple as it may sound,
You will also soon discover
What I, with difficulty, found.
People who look happy outside
Make you feel jealous sometimes;
But when you know them from inside
They look different, many times.
We just show to the outside world
What we want people to see;
What really lies inside us, curled
We hide it well, I must agree.
If we could show true emotions -
Happiness and mainly pains,
They might even search the oceans
To find a way to free our chains.
Let's try to keep our books open
Unafraid to let them read
With friends atleast, be outspoken -
Show them your heart, unchained and freed.
Without knowing the true story,
Just reading the one on the cover,
Let's not cross their territory -
Don't ever judge a book by its cover.
“Mightn’t happen to have a piece of cheese about you now?”
Of all the treasures in the world
The kind I most prefer
Are small and square
A bit worn, but held in loving repair
And though they may fade
And be a little torn
All the sparkle I need
Comes from the pages in between.
The truth they have foretold
Their memories bought and sold
But they spring to life once opened and read
They are a joy to behold
Lined up in neat little rows on shelves
As though they were made of gold
Some are short others long
You can spread them out like leaves on a lawn
Quick !
There’s not a moment to waste
Once read,
They stay with you
And can never be replaced
You can travel the world
And never leave your room
Filled to the brim
With tales of both time and space
They take you on journeys you never need make.
They thought they knew me
Only to find out
I am not what they thought I was
They thought they saw me
Only to find out
I am not what they saw
Lend me a ear
I will tell you about my life
I will tell the world what my life is all about
I will show you my life
Close the mouth
And hear my roar
They thought imitating me will solve their problems
Only to find out
I am not their solution
They thought hurting me will make me disappear
Only to find out
I am living my life
(fact)
There's more of failed marriage
Than a person being label a bastard.
they I do in they vows. they just should of said I don't.
A person can't stay married for more than 2 year's
As soon they see a young stallion
They ready to hump and care less about being married.
I am glad I am not married. For I do not want to become
The next wife that my husband would go around and cheat
On. Thanks God my past relationships they all could go to hell and some could take the ring and shove it well.
On this very day,
she saw me for who I was,
A kind gentleman
We make comment on strangers
to become unnecessarily suspicious
Until our hearts is filled with hatred
We are relentlessly obnoxious
Why oh why do we judge
God forgive us for having a grudge
If only we could see whats in their hearts
our hearts would melt with singing their praises
Don't judge a book by it's cover
The meaning of this is people are different than one another,
You can't assume by looking at a person who or what they are
What lies underneath is what takes them far,
Now what is on the outside doesn't count
But, what is on the inside is the true amount,
Of what someone or something is worth
Because everyone or everything has meaning that is on this earth.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
I look i lack,
Tiny titanic,
Complicated simple,
Just the way i roll up,
Gives you
No clue of me.
Dont judge me by my cover,
Look in and discover.
I watched diligently as the old man finished his work,
Although it may have taken just a bit longer, you knew this was an added perk.
Quality is something that has become so very hard to find,
It’s like everything that used to have value has been left behind.
And the really sad part to me was he was so appreciative to get the bid,
He said most folks don’t think I can do the work, but believe me he did.
With a few added touches he threw in for free,
He said I take pride in what I do and I just want people to see.
But his work was truly magnificent the best I’ve ever seen,
The old guy was in his seventies but his stature was straight and lean.
Everything was done with hand tools, not one power tool did he have on the site,
And just getting to know him, to me was such a delight.
I’ve always championed the underdog and I really don’t know why,
And I can usually tell some ones character, by their stature, but mostly the look that is
in their eye.
Not only did I find a good carpenter, but I also made a friend,
Some one whom I’ll always remember to the very end.
Let me start by saying looks can be deceiving
By the person that’s receiving
And transmitting the image to the brain to create a perfect picture
Judging before you look
Failing to see pass the skin deep within
Where her beauty lies therein
You not willing to go on a journey and discover the unwritten
Memories left behind in a safe
And you’re the combination to her heart
The flame before its start
The light before the dark
Emotions wrapped in life
Calling it immortal love from above
Your heart now complete
But you face defeat
Because you judged before you look
Deep in guilt for the wrong road you took
And that moment made you realize
That your decision was reversible
And karma says your next.
-Much Love-
Richard Corbett
Many people think that every mentally ill person is dangerous but that's not true.
If you were mentally ill, you wouldn't want people to think that about you.
Don't judge a book by its cover, it's not fair to the mentally ill.
Just because a person has schizophrenia or bipolar disease, it doesn't mean
that he or she will kill.
The next time you meet a mentally ill person, please don't be scared.
Treat us like you would treat anyone else, it's not right to judge the mentally
impaired.
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