Saving Face

Pride, Fear and Vulnerability

How can you expect
to give your heart
while saving face
when every soul
standing before her
is an open book

She reads your mind
digesting thoughts
rendering each word
null and void
until presented
on a Silver Platter

And...

You hold her affection
wrapped as a gift
possessed but unaccepted
keeping your reaction
abstruse and Alarming
while her intentions
are undeniably authentic

But...

When the bow
becomes a Padlock
and the wrapping paper
weathers away into stone
you'll look
into the mirror

At the Face you saved
and ask yourself
over and over again
how could such anguish
have been worth
so relentlessly

Fighting for...........

Reviews

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what a great metaphor..how many times have we all been down this road..saving face clearly is lying to yourself, many noses have been cut off for this reason..your use of affection as a gift that you refuse of accept but keep without using really captured the understanding of the feeling and then the bow becoming a paddock..this just strenghtens the poem..a really well constructed and thought out piece which shows your every rising talent..

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-- it's a powerful piece... -- am not sure if i follow all of it perfectly... but i find my appreciation of this piece in the last few lines... -- i have begun to think that nothing unpleasant is worth fighting for... and we really can't 'fix' anyone...

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-- i guess maybe we can't 'fix' anyone except perhaps ourselves ? ...

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

That is a lot to think about. I will keep it on my mind.

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-- please do... and when you hear epiphanies of the kind that you typically do, please share them in your inimitable style... :)

[Lorna]

this is really unusually, I really enjoyed reading it. Makes me think about the meaning of saving face, Thank you

[olla]

we die in bits behind our pretty faces.. again.. I was swept away.. and again.. well written

[Emerald Seas]

Ah, saving face. Isn't it such a contradiction in terms? What are you saving? So afraid to be yourself with someone because of fear. Banish the fear and you are truly set free. The picture is great btw...

[Poetic Beauty]

"Inside the white noise my thoughts are immortal but my time is not" EH Monroe. This brings about the idea to not hold back from telling someone how you feel for them. It is better to have your pride intact and heart that is always question what if? I think not and this is what this poem says to me.

[Muse]

You put a new twist on an old cliche saying.."Saving Face."

We all put a facade on some days..and when we do..it's mostly in vain.

This is unique and superb as always my friend.

Muse

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

@Liza....No prob, Share away.
I'd be honored.

[The Analog Kid]

"When the bow
becomes a Padlock
and the wrapping paper
weathers away into stone
you'll look
into the mirror.." Love that part/very introspective piece.

[Liza]

i hope you dont mind - but can i share this???????? just aMaZing!

[Liza]

you have succinctly expressed the double edged sword of every blessing; strength and vulnerability - so simple yet so insightful - so light yet so heavy - so subtle yet so intense...a long review at this point would take away from the glory of what you splurged on us or with us here - pearls upon pearls of wisdom shown; not told - so very very very thought provoking - you know i never dare to rate; but this is just brilliant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!