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Those We Meet
one day follows the other
a change of sorts
we don’t change all that much
we are pretty much the same as yesterday
in our thoughts
they stay in place
people passing us by see only the
outward shell of us
we smile and go on our way
hiding truths within
we could be walking around
flashing that smile
thinking dark, dark thoughts
and absolute unhappiness
behind our eyes
we might desire something . . .
a lover
maybe just an honest and true friend
to get us out of our rut
the classic smile and outward joy
is many times a method to hide truth
I have a feeling
if we could read those falsified smiles
of everyone we meet
we would all go screaming back home
lock the doors
pull all the blinds and/or curtains
turn off the lights
and sit somewhere trembling
and cradling
our weapon of choice
©March 18, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
a change of sorts
we don’t change all that much
we are pretty much the same as yesterday
in our thoughts
they stay in place
people passing us by see only the
outward shell of us
we smile and go on our way
hiding truths within
we could be walking around
flashing that smile
thinking dark, dark thoughts
and absolute unhappiness
behind our eyes
we might desire something . . .
a lover
maybe just an honest and true friend
to get us out of our rut
the classic smile and outward joy
is many times a method to hide truth
I have a feeling
if we could read those falsified smiles
of everyone we meet
we would all go screaming back home
lock the doors
pull all the blinds and/or curtains
turn off the lights
and sit somewhere trembling
and cradling
our weapon of choice
©March 18, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
Published 9th Apr 2017
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9th Apr 2017 9:58pm
10th Apr 2017 1:49am
9th Apr 2017 11:48pm
wonderful observational write Jerry of our all too often grim truths..
love Brenda
love Brenda
10th Apr 2017 1:51am
10th Apr 2017 6:32am
Yes this is what it is , we are not learnt to be awake to this ...we are taught this way and its a shame for our souls ... i may sound like a crazy lady , yet nothing can be done , as you say..
"if we could read those falsified smiles
of everyone we meet
we would all go screaming back home
lock the doors
pull all the blinds and/or curtains
turn off the lights
and sit somewhere trembling
and cradling
our weapon of choice"
Trying to communicate in a frozen society looking for change only in technology is no good ... that sounds crazy aswell haha but maybe there is more problems that meet the eye in this world? I think you are on to something great , your poem is beautifully written and full of power , you should try publish it in the newspaper or write a book! get it out there!
"if we could read those falsified smiles
of everyone we meet
we would all go screaming back home
lock the doors
pull all the blinds and/or curtains
turn off the lights
and sit somewhere trembling
and cradling
our weapon of choice"
Trying to communicate in a frozen society looking for change only in technology is no good ... that sounds crazy aswell haha but maybe there is more problems that meet the eye in this world? I think you are on to something great , your poem is beautifully written and full of power , you should try publish it in the newspaper or write a book! get it out there!
12th Apr 2017 2:32pm
Oh boy! What a comment you delivered to me, Jane, one that I'll n'er forget anytime soon. Thank you for all your positive vibes. I feel as if I have absorbed them into my skin. Thank you. Thank you very much.
Anonymous
12th Apr 2017 6:36am
Jerry you know I have been away for a bit and I hadn't read this until now...your observations and insight are so dead on...the faces many of us wear...not even aware of it as we pass others and see it in them only...eventually yes, I believe there comes a time when we look at the mirror long and hard because of these sightings and the cracks in veneers can be seen...choices...we will either choose to repair the cracks or allow them to end up shattering us...making the choice is at times so difficult...I loved this my friend!
Xoxo Taryn
Xoxo Taryn
12th Apr 2017 2:40pm
Oh, I so understand that sometimes life gets in the way of living. Yep, you are dead on when you say about repairing those masks in order to live a more productive life. You delved into the heart of the matter on a personal level, and I recognize the value of your thoughtful words.
