Behind the Silver Mask

A poem for english.

Behind a sterling silver mask

Withdrawn in dark, my heart must hide

Passion in a golden flask

Secret truths that have no pride

This thing, once thought gold and grand

Filled with passion, deep and red

Once thought rich, far from bland

Sweet meat and fruit sprouting from bread.

Pull the silver mask away

Find the sullen ash beneath

The sun is gone and painted grey

A rusted blade, freed from its sheath

Revealed a rouse, a concept queerer

Love within a funhouse mirror

Reviews

[Quinn Blackburn]

Brilliant wordcrafting! Love that closing!

"Pull the silver mask away

Find the sullen ash beneath

The sun is gone and painted grey

A rusted blade, freed from its sheath

Revealed a rouse, a concept queerer

Love within a funhouse mirror"

excellent work, well done! :o) wishing you laughter

[Mockingbird]

brings to mind how people hide behind masks and are good at hiding who they really are. they may seem indomitable, but behind the mask they are the total opposite of what they project. very eloquent writing.

[No name]

Wonderful wording, beautiful concept.

"A rusted blade, freed from its sheath
Revealed a rouse, a concept queerer
Love within a funhouse mirror"

I love the ending.