In Need Of A New Disguise
preparing for the day
unsteady hands apply the camouflage for the face
though not deftly placed
obvious ailments are masked
unsteady hands apply the camouflage for the face
though not deftly placed
obvious ailments are masked
if only the makeup could extend the length of the body
concealing the disabilities
concealing the disabilities
that scream
she
is
a
sick
person
she
is
a
sick
person
there is no hiding that
©Karen
Linking to Fireblossom Friday @ Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
prompt- bodies
hang in there hon ..*hugggs*
ReplyDeleteOuch. Ditto the hugs.
ReplyDeleteI love the curve, thinness, and slowed reading of this:
ReplyDelete"that scream
she
is
a
sick
person"
~Shawna
rosemarymint.wordpress.com
This creates a very vivid snapshot--of an emotional response as well as physical. The last words seem to tumble out like someone's cut the end off a sandbag. Well said.
ReplyDeleteThis is incredibly well done.
ReplyDeleteThe bodies we own are armors for our souls.
ReplyDeleteKiss you.
Well said. As for me, lipstick only. The rest is too hard.
ReplyDeleteThis is an extremely powerful poem. The form creates impact and your conclusion hits us all where it hurts.
ReplyDeleteThanks for participating on Real Toads.
There's no Cover Girl for that, I guess.
ReplyDeleteThanks for participating!
Exceptional and sad take on the challenge. I too loved the format, it lent perfect character to the piece. Great work.
ReplyDeleteExceptional and sad take on the challenge. I too loved the format, it lent perfect character to the piece. Great work.
ReplyDeleteOuch! Pain and beauty at the same time.Well done.
ReplyDelete...even Lancome can't conceal a sick mind... very intriguing.
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