Meg Anderson Poet Free verse

Facade

I shiver involuntary… as I wipe away the cold wet drops of rain… 
streaming down my carefully made up face…
Stoned face I perform my display…
my spiel of sorts… an actress I have become…
story telling is my work…

An elaborate scheme comes through…
but will they see through the ruse? 
Put on a happy face…they say…

Shall I please the audience? Shall I adore them with words of love…
words of joy…or maybe words of peace?

When does it end? The road winds bitterly close to the edge…
Who will see beyond the intricate facade? 

Who… will… see… me?

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Jan Allison August 22, 2016 at 5:47 PM I think many of us wear a mask Meg - I sure wear a smile and write with humour - but only I know what is really going on in my life:-( hugs Jan xx7 Meg Anderson September 20, 2016 at 11:57 AM Jan, Thank you. It gets old when you have to be happy or smile every day.

Arthur Vaso June 5, 2016 at 11:15 PM I am not sure if this is an admission or confession, but I see, so so well! Beautiful Poem, glad to see you writing! Meg Anderson June 6, 2016 at 9:26 AM Thank you Arthur! Yes this is written as a admission. I put on a happy face for people but deep down no one really knows me. I felt compelled to write about it.

Skat A May 6, 2016 at 7:20 PM deep write Meg ,enjoyed this one, thank you for sharing ~~SKAT Meg Anderson June 6, 2016 at 9:27 AM Skat a, thank you!

Abdiel Rios May 6, 2016 at 9:02 AM I like the last line Meg Anderson May 6, 2016 at 9:22 AM thank you!