A Glass Smile

Written pre deletion day. September 2007. �For the Venetian mask whom I adore, for myself who I abhor�

A Glass Smile

 

She plans, maps, builds,

Her barricade.

 

She dreams, day, night,

Her Masquerade.

 

She cries, silent, lone,

Her temperance.

 

She wants, prays, fears,

Her deliverance.

 

 

… How elaborate her mask.

 

 

Reviews

[kamikazebuterfli]

Excellent...

[Iain F. Tweedy]

Wonderfully done. We all wear masks to varying degrees, but some of us seem to lose sight of ourselves as we hide away from others.

[S. P. Vaporis]

the face we show others is rarely the true reflection of ourselves. wonderfully put. ~peace~

[RAWR!]

ooh
admit it, you love the solitude.
i see it somewhere there, romantic love.
love - hate

sometimes its written in disgust,and at times with love.
perhaps i am wrong and i am only projecting myself though.

very good piece, i see a part of myself in it.

[Nick Erickson]

I see a beautiful women, trapped by her beauty, waiting for someone to see past her looks,see her for who she is. Wonderful, very vivid.

[Shantanu]

Beauty lies in simplicity. Great title, nice idea and amazingly expressed !!!

[Sea Dreams ~marina~]

For some reason I am picturing a fairytale princess at a masked ball. Hiding from the evil fairy dancing with her prince who has yet to rescue her from her hell.
How bizarre! However, I enjoyed this very much. You write with impact!
- M

[R J Askew]

I like the poem though the notion of the true person behind the mask is not new. In fact, i rather like the line of description that precedes the poem, though it is a sad line.

[Shalini R]

wow this is beautiful
really it is
wat a great twist at the end
i loved this, great job

[Sean M. Addams]

very well written... good job on this one.