Masque

Inspired by 'Le Masque de la Mort Rouge' by Edgar Allen Poe.

Whirls of paper faces,

shrouded in such famed glory.

Strokes of endless hues:

highlighted all with beams.

 

Whether newly-carved faces,

or fathers of grandeur:

Clocks are a-ticking!

On this plagued eve,

dart your eyes from the reels.

 

Tick tock, tick tock,

Father Time strikes twelve.

A wisp of grey,

a glimpse of fog;

who is the face

beneath that grim mask?

 

He whisked off his face;

manifestation of pain.

A haze of poison fumed,

as ladies and lords,

servants in hoards;

all slumped into a slumber,

never to awake.

 

Reviews

[Astrid Hamilton]

A parade on display, the masques of the mind,
this is a peculiar yet effetive and psychotic rendition and
beneath them all, I see beauty in the words, poetry,
in the poem;
i see puppets in a stage in a sort of play,
what I thought in a dream once was a nightmare is in fact a beautiful dream
the puppets are not puppets,
but students of a real life prophet,
the last one chosen, even...
perhaps.
Beneath the dormant mask is the most beautiful face.
Tell me, is it not a dfream, then?

[Windy]

Edgar Allen Poe was my favorite when I was younger, I think the Raven was proably the one I liked most, I think I would have to go and read "Le Masque..." before I could review this properly from the story standpoint but as for your writing, you tell a story of mystery with so much imagery and flow, it's a really good write. Keep it up! ;0

[Liam]

I have NOTHING bad to say about this. That was such a great poem!

[Legion]

I've always loved that story. You do it justice. Well written.

[The Mad Prophet]

Very good, but it could use a bigger font. I had troubles reading this. But it was good, and I like it. Keep it up.