Mask of Lies

Mask is donnedBehind blind truth is buriedDebil and destructive bondMask withdrawnUnforeseen anguish unleashedUnhinged without armor onMask crumblesDisguised lies divulge themselvesFrom stirring eyes truth tumbles Sadje’s What do you see # 234 I chose a form and subject from Val’s Looking at Poems Around the World: “3. Ireland: Treochair – An Irish form consisting of tercets (3Continue reading “Mask of Lies”

In His Head

He is lost in thought. Do I know this because he doesn’t hear me? No, it is because his hands are in motion, As he interacts with the imagined person in his head.   What might he be thinking? Oh, just look at his hands; Calmly contemplative or flailing in agitation; Revealing the emotion ofContinue reading “In His Head”