Short Unmasked Poems
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In confessionals of doubt
he chased absolution
The devil unmasked
—his penance forsworn
(Washington Chapel: November, 2021)
Lines of passion
Not in orderly fashion
I've been amongst the best
And still unmasked them
Ignorance is bliss
But still I show compassion
Day walks very slow
beauty displays its power
for life to blossom.
The sun is unmasked
for proud nature to embrace
and put fun in charge.
Smashing Thrill
Indomitable Will
Unquenching Desires
To Conquer the World he Conspires
Now made to sit still
With a Mask … by his window sill
Beauty is unmasked ugliness
It flits on a smiling lip
And sleeps on a frown genuine.
But where the thoughts attempt to hide
Beauty shall not reside.
Do more
or do less~
advice which
may be suggested
as self-help for
fulfillment~
a story of doing
and seemingly
unfulfilling until
unmasked~~
authenticity
asks the soul to stand unmasked,
steady in its truest light.
truth rises gently,
shaped by what we dare to show~
the self we finally claim.
Fela hela bale!
Confuse the confused,
Mask the unmasked,
You to obtain the desired,
Then theirs cares will be attended,
Because we live disintegrated,
And everyone will die alone.
Mommy, why's that man not wearing a mask
Shh, darling, it's not nice of you to ask
That's quite alright, ma'am
I'm out on the lam
I've got to see to fill up this here flask
Your burning look
undresses me
and fears
Unmasked the secret
your sweat
drains
drop
to
d
r
o
p
Under the lambskin
you see the wildness of the wolf.
Be brave.
Where are those masked men who has stolen life?
Who are these mask men now?
Unmasked are everyone!!
4/09/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Their flashy words so rhetorical
Nothing new, just all historical
Words pregnant with deceit
Costumes mailed, in receipt
Unmasked, see... most are identical
For Carolyn's "Election Humor Contest"
I awaken with inordinate maturate on my face. Stripping my skin away disinters a face made of red clay I then claw and strip it away to show the face of a roseate mask and once unmasked revealed the black star.
To kill the viper
To slay the dragon,
To show his/her unmasked face
To show that damn face to all human race
To pierce the serpent
To feed every hungry kid in the world
To give him/her a clean pure water.
Month of March makes distinct mark,
Meaning the end of the dark;
Unmasked, unrestricted muse
Melts away pandemic, morose blues.
March 4, 2022
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Contest: March In
You won my vote with promises of peace
And vows to save our homes as jobs increased
Special interests intervened
Your slate seems no longer clean
Your mask falls, reveals the head of the beast
Stand and be unmasked
Neal and be afraid
Face death and be proud
Or, fear life
Death can come from a car
Death can come in a bar
Death can come when sleeping
Death can come at any time
If you fear death you're not living
He came beating a path
That devolves everything
That is norm
Strangely kitted
Strangling patterns
Dawning and hatching
Stirring the hope
Of the unmasked kind
Erasing all dreads
Settling to rest
All that was held aloof
Listen to poem:
The mask was torn from his face.
It lay broken, cracked, discarded.
The flawed illusion,
the imperfect facade of worth and value,
revealed at last for all to see.
Behold! A bare-faced liar.
precipice
and the granite unmasked
not my heart in immobility
Injustice
Disguise of righteousness
Not my soul in perpetual quake
Punishment
That which he doled smiling
My body he forced, never will be...
me
Form:
THE REELING BATMOBILE
Batman unmasked - a child
sits in the reeling batmobile.
“Grandma, your Superman”
“Okay,” I say,
“Then who’s Grandpa?”
The three year old replies:
“He’s Wonder Woman,”
The car roars with laughter.
10/1/2018
Mysterious masks.
Motives suspected.
Whispered invitation.
Dance confirms intentions.
Low hanging Venetian fog
floats through narrow streets.
Distant music from St Mark's Square
drifts to rooms above.
Feelings unmasked.
Gondolas rock softly.
Listen to poem:
fulfillment is achieved,
when all is said and done, by the trek not the prize
ill conceived.
as way forward
when it's not a shallow, hollowed
reward
chest task
as memento
mask
fulfillment is achieved
when it's not a shallow, hollowed
mask
reveal secrets
better left unsaid
till this moment
now is the time
to be unmasked
is the time to
come out in the open
to step into the light
stepping out of the darkness
opening up the door to
new experiences
once thought to be
out of reach till now
Woken up uncombed
Felt a bit unclean
A shirt a bit unbuttoned
Looked a little green
Wanted to unwind
To feel a bit unchained
Ever want to have a night
Of being entertained?
Sensed I was unmasked
A shaking of the knees
Does this not describe for you
The feeling of unease?