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Wrapping Paper People by Diana J Legun Thursday, April 12, 2012 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan Many write of the ‘getting out of our skin,’ unbuttoning, taking off our masks, unzipping the condition we are in -- and this writing is yet another version, but the ways we say our shared truth can be as unique and authentic as fingerprints and cowlicks. That is why we continue to write....and read.
Who we are is not how we appear. These traits we look at are only wrapping paper of infinite choice for us. From wild and gaudy design, to colors in floral, plaid, unboisterous dots and stripes and foil, thick and thin, these looks we choose to be in. Next time we look at another or our eyes in a mirror, imagine the wrapper falls away and lets us see ‘energy,’ the real you and me. The wrapper is ego -- label name, personality. We are the song of no finality, and our song one hot flame.

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Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki	6/4/2012

Diana A very delightful writing with depth and truth. I am especially fond of human wrappers and what lies beneath. As to my poem 'Mind Your Own Life'. It comes from an old southern tale and is supposed to be based on truth. I tried to find out the history behind it but never could. I am a southern girl. I think we have all sorts of secrets here..lol Sandy




Reviewed by Pierre Ortega	6/3/2012

We all delight in our egos but the world fails to see. excellent, Pierre




Reviewed by pat medlin	4/20/2012

this write is as 'unique and authentic as fingerprints and cowlicks' and inspires all sorts of swirling things in my head




Reviewed by Odin Roark	4/17/2012

And thus, if one chooses to extend this thought invitation further, one is bound to embrace the idea "matter" is forever, therefore there is no end, but existence is eternally part of your "song of no finality."




Reviewed by E T Waldron	4/13/2012

Poetry should provoke thinking and you have done it here! Fine poem! Eileen




Reviewed by jude forese	4/13/2012

inspiring and well written!




Reviewed by Laura Fall	4/13/2012

I agree with all the other reviews Diana ,as this is a great write indeed Laura




Reviewed by Annabel Sheila	4/13/2012

This is so very true....if the wrapping came off and we saw only each others souls....I'll bet the world would be a better place...because we'd all look the same...no bias, no jealousy, no critism.....nicely done, Diana! Anna




Reviewed by Mr. Ed	4/13/2012

‘energy,’ the real you and me We definitely need more of that, today.




Reviewed by John Flanagan	4/12/2012

Diana, this is marvelous, tempo and motif sustained right through; love that second stanza and "...unboisterous dots and stripes.." is one of those phrases and images you know is just right and Christine's comment on the end says it for me, too john




Reviewed by Christine Tsen	4/12/2012

Wonderful insights that come alive throughout your poem, and the end so in touch with passion of who we are meant to be ~ Blessings, Christine