Caricature conformity masks
sculpted in reliance's deformed reality,
founts of control's indigo desires
seep and bubble through one's vision
pouring out restraint's chill
in hopes of cooling
craving's searing geyser
simmering in the soul
and waiting to erupt over the mind's eye
with fiery yellow selfishness streams
and crimson ire.
Suppressing aura of inner clarity,
pretending to shoot the beast
clawing at insides,
face contorts sincerity
using tales that dance with tongue excuses,
praying the slight of lips magic
will work a miracle
to fill the bottomless pit
where dreams are sucked and never lived.
Raising the mask
covered in sweat of longing
while waving white lie banner of truce
hoping the enemy will surrender
even though
they have one's own face.
A contest entry
- PIF Image inspired = reopenend by Idle Mind Wondering.
1050 points, ended November 20, 2007, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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So pleased to see a trophy on this piece. Your last stanza is truly amazing. Well done. Congratulations. ~Pamela
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what an unusual take.
makes me think of of Billy Joel:
"We all have a face that we hide away forever..."
Only less nice.
great job! -
"hoping the enemy will surrender/even though/they have one's own face./
How true. Good luck with it. -
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Wow!
How very intense this is!
Excellent writing, sweetie
Wish you the best in this contest -
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