Outside

Upheaval in a soul that knew no rest
A testament to very different heart
The turmoil mixed with talent truly blessed
Combined to leave a legacy in art
You never seemed to fit a mould and yet
You were an icon for the troubled who
Could hear your eloquence and felt they’d met
A man who clearly understood and knew
You took me from the very edge of tears
Expression of my life within your words
You harmonised so many of my fears
I listened without prejudice and heard
Fragility within a voice so strong
You made the outside somewhere to belong

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Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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