Your Circus Mask

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Your circus mask,

A changing face,

One that offers no understanding,

A face that tugs on venerability,

On insecurity,

A morphing plaster that deceives me.

 

Your circus mask,

Like moving water,

Never the same,

Always intangible,

Always unpredictable,

Out of reach from anticipation,

Beyond the guessing, my expectations.

 

Your circus mask,

A shifting, talking, breathing face

That sheds me no expectations,

A mask that will only disappoint,

Only dramatise emotions,

Only pain me to regret my tries.

 

Your circus mask,

A mask deceitful,

A face I cannot trust,

A liar,

A fallacy,

A mere clown I will forget.

Author's Note

criticism is welcome :)

Reviews

[emmajoy]

I love clowns so had to read this over to see how YOU feel .. and that's very different! To each his or her own, Erika

Your poem is strong, subtly dramatic, your use of words and phrases is really excellent because each stanza shows another facet; the second one in particular, 'Your circus mask, ~ Like moving water, ~ Never the same, ~ Always intangible, ~ Always unpredictable, ~ Out of reach from anticipation, ~ Beyond the guessing, my expectations.'

I wonder now if you're actually talking about a clown or about someone whose face or demeanour you can't read .. could be .. whatever, this is a terrific poem, thank you for sharing it. (will away to your blog now)

[Aidz]

To hide behind the mask that minics.... kewl write

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

This is awesome, no criticism here.............:)

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

So many of us wear masks we hide behind, good poem.

[Omar Fendri]

in love with the vocabulary :)
great piece filled with anger and abhorrence.
the 3th stanza is my favorite one. the description is outstanding.