the closet of disappointments and unfulfilled dreams belongs to everyone -- it is not within the domain of any one person -- peace, love and joy to you my friend -- JMW
Bonnie ~ This is so true....I was afraid to cry for fear the tears would never dry. I had someone who showed me the whys to cry, and thank goodness I did. Thank you for sharing this wonderful write.
Be Well.
So true, Bonnie！ I ａｌｗａｙｓremember an Indian guru's words about shallow people who are always happy, always bubbling - when sadness has a depth, and sadness wears no mask! But we should try to be happy, make our lives joyful despite problems and heartaches. :-)
You are one of those who like many hides her pain in the silence of her room....sure know that one....but... you know you hit the target when you say that sometimes when others know of our pain we can help heal one another.... It is hard to read your work and not feel the beauty of YOU... hugs, lindalaw
Beautifully stated, Bonnie, as always. Here's a little something I wrote a while back, which seems to fit:
Fool
by Ted L Glines
Put me in my place
lost without a trace
you think you know my face
but you don't know me
not the me that's really me
you only know what you can see
you think my act is really kewl
with my prat-fall and my drool
as I play the silly fool
A clown may laugh and prance
and you get caught up in her dance
never knowing the romance
of her sordid guilty years
or her nightmares and fears
a crying heart no one hears
and the only hope she knows
is her makeup and her shows
and the glee which she bestows
for all the comedie and cheers
masque the pathos of her years
as laughter drowns in her own tears
her happy pink is lonely blue
her laughing smile is makeup too
her every act is done on cue
and the only fool is you
Keep smiling Sweetie, and keep that pillow handy, too :-)
This one hits home for as a father and grandfather no matter how sad I become it is only between the lines of my poetry that I can put away the smile and face the truth.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until Its Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Womans Soul a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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Love and hugs
Edwin
you have written the "actors part" insightfully perfect!
The pillow factory shall continue to prosper in these hard times
Be Well.
Be always safe,
Karen
"I only want to share my glory and joyfulness to everyone." You have my dear friend - ten fold!!
LOve and Hugs,
Lance
Fool
by Ted L Glines
Put me in my place
lost without a trace
you think you know my face
but you don't know me
not the me that's really me
you only know what you can see
you think my act is really kewl
with my prat-fall and my drool
as I play the silly fool
A clown may laugh and prance
and you get caught up in her dance
never knowing the romance
of her sordid guilty years
or her nightmares and fears
a crying heart no one hears
and the only hope she knows
is her makeup and her shows
and the glee which she bestows
for all the comedie and cheers
masque the pathos of her years
as laughter drowns in her own tears
her happy pink is lonely blue
her laughing smile is makeup too
her every act is done on cue
and the only fool is you
Keep smiling Sweetie, and keep that pillow handy, too :-)
Ted
Beautifully written!
Love,
Cryssa
A compassionate reach in tender, beautiful lines - well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Great poem!
Georg