Self.

A mere taste of one's own mind.

Pale grey eyes give those comfort and joy,

A happy soul does he have, spring and rain,

A favour asked yet not carried through,

A stare that keeps the mind free from pain.

 

Rage and torment hidden with lies and falsity,

A mind becomes skilled in telling half wholes,

A face in poker stern with anguish and prayer,

A stillness held sharp and closed to the roles.

 

Awakened by smartness in others sometimes,

A ploy backed up with years of practise and scold,

A smile so right and pure no-one knows truth,

A trick played over in time now plainly old.

 

Gone now the threat seen to all as mere fantasy,

A hidden mind kept sale to him on the inside,

A slice of fear boxed and put away with Pandora,

A shiver that passed once again now reside.

Author's Note

Be wildly aware!

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"Pale grey eyes give those comfort and joy,



A happy soul does he have, spring and rain,



A favour asked yet not carried through,



A stare that keeps the mind free from pain."
A truly fantastical poem with mind blowing stanzas that echoes your magical pen. All good to quote and share...I think this is one of your best but I could be wrong...:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

As clear and deadly as the inside of Pandora's box. Perhaps a translation from the Voynich manuscript if it were translatable in this place and time. Clearly you are skilled in telling half-wholes, Thomas, nicely too.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Ah thank you my darling x - I haven't recieved a RR from you in a while - make sure and send a few when you get the chance.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Well, I would have to write something first, wouldn't I? :) Thanks, Thomas. I will once I have something to write about that may be worth reading.

[Jack...]

Thomas, this was nicely done and very intiguing to say the least.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Emerald Seas]

A deep write, Thomas. The second stanza is gripping and very telling to me, "a mind becomes skilled in telling half wholes" - true for so many that cannot face the truth within themselves. A very compelling and thoughtful write.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you darling.

[Emerald Seas]

You're welcome! ;-)

[Dayran]

A road sign to a destination rarely traveled. Its a custom made plan that promises a reach for something more. Nice.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x

[Arabdha]

speaks of someone who is truly in touch with his emotions...! well penned..

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Why thank you hun!

[SyberRose]

Nicely penned Thomas as always...I had to reread it again like I always do...your poems are always pretty deep ha...Rose:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you my darling! x

[Anne Bathory]

I enjoy the use of punctuation and how it changes the traditional rhythm one would think a poem like this would follow,
Your use of imagery is quite good as well! You are definitely a skilled writer.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you my darling.

[Dean Kuch®]

"A mind becomes skilled in telling half wholes,"--->a unique and interesting way to look at it, Thomas. I loved this line...

You wield your poets quill like Picasso used his brushes to paint. Your vivid imagery really shines, especially in this one, Thomas. Stunning, cunning, you had me running...to get to the next line.

Very nicely written.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

thank you Dean my darling!

[Dean Kuch®]

You are always more than welcome, my friend!

[quinfinn]

secrets...so dangerous....vulnerability ensues with the betrayal...and in spite of all that went before....stained by secrets and alibis. wonderful write!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you my darling.

[quinfinn]

always a pleasure to see the inside of your illustrious mind......