One/faced, two/faced, three/faced, fourA Poem by RebeccaTwo sides to every story to every face to every - coined common turns of phrase keying into to common terms of behavior, to this singly as only one side to see - only one face no hidden meanings, no subliminal messages; in looks, that never glance from surface to surface.
But two, oh, I should be so lucky that there would only be two-faces! As days go by time clicking past two (because somewhere in far away history the signified needed a signifier something to identify it). I see more facets and crevices; dark places and inconsistencies that I cannot account for.
Did they grow from a single source out of experience and the general chipping away? Refining, if you will (that means maturing)?
Or are they a spackling of the truth of the matter?
I’m no better, I know. My apologies, if I’ve made this all about you; but I know my multiplicities - partings in my personality where things fall and rise out of random willingness ....
But you, you make me wonder; question where the divisions end. Is it possible to be one-faced in a two-faced world? Is it better to be two- faced when the beast has six heads and twelve eyes, “the better to see you with, my dear.” To catch each weaving, changing countenance of them coming before they each swallow you whole (one-faced, two-faced, three-faced, four) , leaving with you with little to do in your honest one-faced dignity but exclaim, "oh my, what big teeth you have." © 2008 Rebecca |
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1 Review Added on November 28, 2008 Last Updated on November 29, 2008 AuthorRebeccaLebanon, PAAboutThere's very little to tell about myself - primarily, poetry is what I write for myself though I do occassionally write rants (essays) and short stories. I have a great love of metaphors and layering.. more..Writing
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