Upon the plain walls of my life,
there hangs a portrait. It is a good likeness.
And behind it, set into the discoloured patch
on the wall. Is a blank space.
And set within that blank space, is a secret safe.
Where I, have locked myself away.
And no one, would even begin to suspect,
that the portrait may not be me.
And that I, may be hidden behind it.
Sitting quietly alone, inside the 'safe'.
Written for Poets United Thursday Think Tank prompt #57 - Alone/Loneliness
16 comments:
love this
Wow! Do I like this. Very clever and clean. Loved the voice. I want to read more.
Susannah, I especially liked how you put quotation marks around the final word, safe, as it implies it might just be safer to be out in the world, taking chances, no longer hiding. A very nice piece, lots of texture. Amy
This is wonderful, it has so many depths and angles. Almost every line suggests a new one.
I love the layers; I too like how you emphasized "safe"! Well Done~
Captures well our hidden selves.
Susannah, I like how you approached this prompt. Nicely done.
Pamela
Terrific write, Susannah. This conveys many messages, and yet is so simple. Sublime.
This is quite amazing. So original and introspective.
A well written and moving poem, feelinggs that many can relate to...
Thanks very much everyone, I really appreciate you stopping by. :-) x
Very intriguing! I like this one!
Simple language, supple with meanings and emotion. Reminds me of hiding in plain sight. Love the seeming misdirection, and the knowing tone of awareness. Really, really like this one Susannah,
Elizabeth
lolamouse and Elizabeth, thank you. :-)
A life with plain walls sounds good...
Good to see you jinksy, thanks for popping in. :-)
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