patient are the eyes
absorbing the contours
of such 'Tragic Tenderness'
millstreams of misgivings
dance out their sambas
in my pounding head
as elliptical sort of thoughts
chant their own disquiet
over prior attempted
communications
that left both parties feeling
dead
leaving me to ponder
do fools know they are fools
or do they vehemently argue
to their harshest belief to the
contrary
surely sometimes they must
honestly come to the conclusion
of their proof laden foolery
though flippant I may seem
indirectly I am not
I am but a woman walking
about without her dream
muttering to herself
flailing in a nightmare's scream
illusions can be so pretty
until you realize they only wear
very pretty masks
that hide the ugliness of
the very realness of their
own real scars and realities....................
(March 10, 2011 452pm)
Bravo
Hi Melissa, what a way to describe something sensitive, I am impressed with the use of words and the verse "do fools know they are fools" hits the target. Take a bow maam
thank you so much shazi ...........
sorry it took me so long to reply. Was going through my critiques and replying to the single digit ones I had missed. How is our wayward mutual friend. He seems to have been lost these last 7 weeks to the wind. I figure he must have gotten a new job or something. Anyway if you speak to him tell him the palewingedpoetess was inquiring about his where abouts. Take care. Ciao....... M.