Prince Charming Casting Call

Why wont some see
Concealment in souls?
The mask has holes 
  from which they see
       they speak, they lie
You don't ask why, you nod and smile
Not seeing the scandalous guile

The charade is somewhat
tragic and maddening
A facade is painted on
The dialogue is scripted so,
 you fall into the scene
Its painted so two-dimensional,
 the lack of depth obscene
A fairy tale palatable to those
Who rather think life as prose
    Conception of Deception
          Hook-line-sinker
 Game grinning winker...this fawn eats handfed

Want of wooing makes the fooling
 too easy a game to play
She leaves the script open for Mad-lib
 He fills the spaces between
  Stars in the roll of this scene
Her fantasy is self-manifesting
                              He just fills in his name
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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February 13, 2009 at 11:37 PM
Steve, great poem! I loved the last line and the refernce to "Mad-lib." Carolyn
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January 26, 2009 at 11:45 AM
Funny...I saw the opposite of what Christie saw; HE is the deceiver and SHE, the believer. Interesting. I read it a second time and realized it could be taken many ways. That is the sign of a good write...when it can be interpreted in more than one way, depending on the reader The past experiences of the reader can also paint the picture in a different hue; that is the magic of art. Very interesting, Steve. DonnaG.
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