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| Photo Courtesy of Tess Kincaid |
hanging on the wall of your past
It never once betrays you or me or us
for it only shows the real face of itself
not the real you or me--
not the real us
Now that you and me
want to see each other--
the real us
we're suddenly in doubt, worried
for we may betray
the courtesy of the wooden mask!
*Note:
Written for Magpie Tales #74
8 comments:
Insightful - the opening is quite intriguing
"It only shows the real face of itself." If only we all could do that.
I liked this piece so much! Courteous masks indeed, but just ornamental to some. I'll have a think each time I come across one now!
Love the insight infused here. Wonderful art.
thank you all... :)
Those dreaded masks. We all wear them from time to time, don't we?
Nice take on the prompt!
The poem is entirely intriguing and ingenious. Thank you.
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