Conjuring up sights to fill the mind
days of long ago or those to come
eradications of now at any price
she spins her fables for the world
never letting anyone close enough
to see the pain so well hidden
underneath the banners of words.
Into the dark hours she writes
locking out the possibility of dreams
for in them rests her truth
the restless nights repeating endlessly
until the light of morning again rescues
and she cleanses away the night
then dons her gown of the carefree
to take on the world one more day.
Great imagery my friend - and oh so wonderfully penned!!
Hugs,
Lance
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on September 16, 2008
Well, hello there Marcia :-)
I love this poem because it so truly exposes the soft underbelly of many (most?) entertainers, and, from the reader's POV, we poets are entertainers first. Brilliantly penned!!!
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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Great imagery my friend - and oh so wonderfully penned!!
Hugs,
Lance
I love this poem because it so truly exposes the soft underbelly of many (most?) entertainers, and, from the reader's POV, we poets are entertainers first. Brilliantly penned!!!
Ted