Smoky Hoss

Gold Star - 10,695 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

My Soul - Poem by Smoky Hoss

The window of my soul opened,
And out flew my poem -
It was a wild thing
I'd foolishly tried to cage -
Thought I could tame it
And make it just like me,
But after awhile
I came to find
(like myself)
It just could not be held
Within the narrow confines of a mere mind -
It had to fly
And feel the freedom
Of living beyond stifled breaths
And muted thoughts -
Filled with expression
Of prescient dreams and timeless hopes,
Onward it ever goes
Flowing and free
Singing it's song of joy,
Across the endless skies of living...

I do not write it... It rights me.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

somewhere in the dark of a cold night
I looked inward for something substantial to write,
all that I found became unwound;
as a vapor it flew from my grasp
beyond the empty bounds
of all that I thoughtlessly asked.

Comments about My Soul by Smoky Hoss

  • (5/4/2012 4:22:00 PM)


    This is deep enough to drown in.. and be glad of it. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Claudia Krizay (4/28/2012 8:35:00 PM)


    A definite 10! I love it! Brings peace to my own soul to read it- (Report) Reply

  • Juan Olivarez (4/23/2012 6:01:00 PM)


    Great poem Smoky I particularly like the last line and the play on words. Good job. (Report) Reply

  • (4/23/2012 3:08:00 PM)


    The soul will always fly free. a great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (4/19/2012 5:00:00 PM)


    How lovely - the window of my soul opened and out flew my poem, priceless. Just wonderful Smoky, love it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 9, 2012


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