Erase The Tears
by James Zealy
Watch the change
See the being transform
Building an image that is not he
A place to hide so no one can see
The pain no one else can feel
Hidden behind the perfect mask
Entertaining the group
As if it is a natural task
Yet the painted face laughs
The sequined gown flashes
Strutting to the rhythmic beat
The feminine satire complete
Angry at an apparition
Impersonating a fabrication
Testing and creating talents
That make the satire obsolete
The satisfaction is no longer there
Nothing left to prove
Time to leave the ghosts behind
Time to erase the tears
Author's Note: I think if you read the comments in this folder it will become clear what this is about.
Posted on 08/04/2004
Copyright © 2021 James Zealy
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/04/04 at 07:02 PM|
"Time to leave the ghosts behind/Time to erase the tears." I love these lines because it characterizes so much of life, not just your son's. Your poem is emotionally expressive, using a delicate balance of words. Enjoyable read.
|Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/05/04 at 05:07 PM|
This is very tender, James, and very well written.
|Posted by Mo Couts on 07/03/11 at 10:42 PM|
What a wonderfully sweet poem, James. Wow. Very tender and affectionate of you.