I am paper thin
the fragile membrane
protecting my wound
a sham
a trick of the eye
*
a raw spot
a gossamer wing
an eggshell
the truth
disguised
*
facade in place
the parade
continues
I was empathising with a friend who had suffered a loss and within moments an almost forgotton wound opened up before me, fresh and raw. . .
- Susannah Bec 2010
5 comments:
BEAUTIFUL. "a gossamer wing"..."the fragile membrane"..."the truth disguised"....."the parade continues..." Absolutely wonderful. Interesting how when we begin expressing the wound of another, our layers peel back and we revisit our own. This must be why this poem is so relatable to anyone who has suffered and tried to carry on with a brave face. And who hasnt? Good work.
"a sham" -Good word.
"facade in place
the parade
continues"
The parade, that's a really great description! I love that picture.
Sherry and be not blind, thank you so much for your wonderful feedback, it is much appreciated.
Great to see you both. :-)
vivid imagery ... very good
Thanks Fenny. :-)
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