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Daily masquerade by Laura L. Mckenzie Thursday, March 26, 2009 Rated "PG13" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan
I can see them As they walk on board Strangers with an aim, a small sector of space Mildly mannered with deliberateness on their face And the thrusting of the bus Making the ride that much more precarious I can smell them with there uniqueness Yet I don’t want them to approach me Some smile with a hollow grin Some don’t even make eye contact I watch them as they shuffle off to there stop The restless hurling to catch their feet And the ones safely planted in their seat Just a moment in time For the day to day grind Vulnerable, mysterious The subtle distant link to humankind Written By Laura L. Mckenzie
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)	3/30/2009

Wonderful writing sweet lady..enjoyed..stay safe and well...Hugss




Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle	3/28/2009

Great poem,excellent work,take care Edwin




Reviewed by Gene Williamson	3/27/2009

Well done, Laura. Sometimes a smile is all it takes to wake up this daily masquerade. -gene.




Reviewed by Art Sun	3/26/2009

nice work... life is filled with the encounters of those who seem masked and yet we know they are the real conecction to everyday life... nice... art Sun...




Reviewed by Karen Palumbo	3/26/2009

A bus, train, plane, so many have that same blank stare behind a deliberateness in their quest, nicely written... Be always safe, Karen