Facing each other- they are Canadian Masks
Ready to fight - ready for understanding
Ready to bring all your dreams to me
Ready to let me see - you
You - are my understanding
You- bring the light to my eyes
You - can get me through the sorrow, my own demise
Each with our masks- slightly changing
Your face and mine, we're slowly rearranging our lives
I wrote this years ago/ I think I was trying to talk myself into a relationship, or at least opening my doors to one.
About the Creator
Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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A telegram to Little Me
I acquired a magical souvenir; it was a realisation. By taking an impulsive trip to Thailand, I awarded myself the chance to have it. You are our own gift shop. You choose the opening times, you choose the stock. They are the very nature of wisdom, realisations. One could say we collect them and form a magnificent portfolio entitled Experience. And that's why we do the majority of things we do. But travelling is the act most generous in the offering of experience, the gift shop with the best stock. We go on the hunt for experiences, daring ourselves to be stimulated in new ways, by new flavours. To sweat, swim or shiver in the waters of new challenges. To hear new sounds, learn novel outlooks, and relish as hinges creak with unknown doors opening in our hearts and minds. This realisation and the flourishing effect it had upon me made Thailand my best trip yet. All this realisation consisted of was merely a stripped back epiphany of why we do these things. See new places, take new risks, seek refreshing distractions from all that we're tired of being familiar with.
By Konrad Kramp2 days ago in Wander
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Great work. This hit home for me. I have written a couple times about masks people wear. Really liked the way you constructed the poem.