Best Unmasked Poems

By day she goes about
the weary business of her dreary life:
a housekeeper, bookkeeper, shopper, chef,
   chauffer for two active teens, and 
hostess of...

Read more of this work...

With hair ablaze, a jester unconfined,
I scoffed at the mundane, its life declined.
My wardrobe, a riot, a rhapsody bold,
Mismatched socks my standard, stories untold.

In classrooms...

Read more of this work...

Youth

When orchids bloom in beauty life's aglow
to hold emotions locked in deep repose
in young desire and love warm thoughts will show.
Affection holds its ardor as...

Read more of this work...

I no longer search my memory
I no longer use my pride
I've loss the desire for liberty
I no longer speak for life

What I've said hundreds of...

Read more of this work...

To see ourselves as others see us --
unmasked images, through others' eyes --
half-formed caricatures, perhaps --
or mere grotesqueries -- 
barely recognized, telling
what we thought to...

Read more of this work...

As the clock ticks on,
the soul
encounters 
tiny fractures of death

hairline cracks
seemingly invisible, superficial
yet they run deep

one
      more
   ...

Read more of this work...

If I Were Blind

I could see your face
with soft inquisitive fingers
trekking across the hills
and valleys of your physiognomy

you, of course, would sit quietly 
with eyes...

Read more of this work...

In every heavenly sip of forbidden ambrosia lies a drop of  mortal poison
In every beautiful moment of unmasked laughter lies a trace of undissolved...

Read more of this work...

Dear Victor

The day you walked in I was just ten years old and for the first time I felt the gentle butterfly flutters of a...

Read more of this work...

To all the fallen of Covid 19
whose deaths were unrecorded and unseen
To those who languished in intensive care
where Fear unmasked itself to mock each prayer

To...

Read more of this work...

I, to the pasture's green could run, 
and fly a kite beside the sun,
but choose, I do, to linger still, 
among the dirt, what is...

Read more of this work...

Romanticism descends an unbridled staircase
bittersweet; stripped bare and unleashed
passion in supple nudity
sashays down my spine
a ginned up shimmy and sway yearn
tingling every naked nerve with...

Read more of this work...

When the rain stops and the tears still flow…
                ...

Read more of this work...

(Saving our species)

Spirit of the swamp
rains down on oil disaster...
angel unmasked.

© Harry J Horsman  2011...

Read more of this work...

Armageddon 

Can you feel the raging storm approaching?
 Hear the ferocious winds scream, "It's true"?
 Can you see the coal black clouds descending,
 Concealing the...

Read more of this work...