My Hole In The Wall Poem by Frederick Nellist

Open curtains open the eye of my mind
Revealing my hole in the wall
The visions captured become my dreams
Recriminations I have none at all.

There's no question of escaping my home
Premature aging displaying it's stings
Natures screen will enhance my day
Animated colour and other things.

My window beholds a field of magic
Art that beckons a gilded frame
The world embarking on a sea of confusion
No two sights are ever the same.

My promiscuous past holds my hand
The reason why my life lingers here
My heart converts all to memories made
My mind is always abundantly clear.

The aperture shows the world in motion
I'll never disguise it with curtain
It never speaks to me in silence
The only thing of which I'm certain.