A mask gold rimmed and taut

December 30, 2020 ~ sensualism

I travelled so as I could see

Destiny proclaimed

What I looked like from Calvary

Chiding all the while

How dare I leave my family home

How could I support

Loved ones in absentia

I shan’t; I would retort

Best be lost – away – I say

And make up what is gone

Silver in the dining room

With gilt-edged plates embossed

I once was here – engravings say

I leave a mark (of sorts)

Like Olivia’s face (proclaimed)

A mask – gold rimmed – and taut

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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem. I contribute to Cosmofunnel where you’ll find a guided universe of poetry and art. View all posts by sensualism