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Her Mask |
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Elizabeth
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since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
(repost from Open 1) Her life had finally settled down And things were going fine. If it was not so perfect We would have seen some sort of sign. She seemed so very happy So how were we to know The sadness she was feeling If she didn't let it show? Not once did she let on that things In her life weren't all that grand. If she had taken off her mask Then we could understand. She seemed a whole new person So how were we to know The sadness she was feeling If she didn't let it show? She sent out silent cries for help- We knew not what they meant. Her life had turned around and so We thought she was content. As I look back and think awhile We really should have known The sadness she was feeling From the hints that she had shown. Her mask is taken off now We can finally see her face It's been revealed much too late For now she's in a better place. She couldn't stay a minute longer- That we could not know- But we should have seen the sadness That she had tried so hard to show. |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
only a good friend can tell when another friend is unhappy ..there are always signs..if you cant see them you can feel them..nicely done Elizabeth..  ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
very well done Elizabeth, perfect use of metaphor with the mask. its so nice to have some of your work to read, your so wonderful to always read ours. I related to this well, been in the same situation, we can always see more clearly in hindsight, but unfortunatly some people are very good at hiding their pain and intent. All we can hope is that we learn from it and that if and when we come across the same situation again we will be wiser and have better vision to see beyond the mask. thought provoking poem, well written. from open 1????? (why you were just a baby then) *smile* born poet  take care sweet one jm I looked into the sky for my anthem The words and music came through But words and music can never touch the beauty that I've seen Looking into you |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
So wonderful to see something from One...from you...when you have doffed the mask...let the real come out... you sing Elizabeth...but then, you always have... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Elizabeth
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since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Victoria~you're right, there are always signs, but often they're so subtle you really need to keep your hert open to find them. Thank you. Janet~many have been in this situation...hiding their pain is an art for them, sometimes the only one they feel they have. Just a baby...lol...you're right, the day I first posted this seems so long ago. Thanks for your words. Sunshine~thank you so much...this one brought back a lot of memories for me. Thanks again. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Elizabeth~ This is certainly a touching reminder that sometimes people can fool us with the masks they wear. *Hugs* for the memories this had to stir. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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