Each day a disguise, a false image
Presented for all to see
Each day an icon, a figurehead, a mask
That the public understands and accepts as real
And yet
Is not, nor ever will be realistic or honest
Such is the public presentation of our souls
A fake the world wants to see
Rather than the real deal
A statement that could be taken at "face" value, if not for the fact that those we are closest to, usually have a better view of our inner person. Those who pass through our lives may not see the inner being, but those who are closest, may get the close-up we may not want. I hope my close-up is good, do you? God may know us best of all. Bob
No Wonder Why All Humans
Gone Brain Dead Sucking On
Cell Phones!I Think Musician
Jimmey Hendrix He Could Rip Guitar
But, All He Made Was Lot Of Noise-
His Lyrics Said It Best:
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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No Wonder Why All Humans
Gone Brain Dead Sucking On
Cell Phones!I Think Musician
Jimmey Hendrix He Could Rip Guitar
But, All He Made Was Lot Of Noise-
His Lyrics Said It Best:
Life Is But a Joke...
TRASK...
Ron
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