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Makeup
by Brian Francis
Could it have been
Something I said
Did or didn’t do
That makes your face contort
Or is there
Some other reason
That you are wearing
Anger like a rouge
Is there still a place
Within you
Where I can make you smile
Or has that husk
Fallen away
Shriveled up
Died of neglect
Like a forgotten flower
On a shelf
Is there still a chance
That we can “be”
The dreamers we once were
Or does that parity
No longer parse
In this newly
Painted
Rendition of you
12/09/2007 Posted on 12/09/2007
Copyright © 2024 Brian Francis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/10/07 at 11:56 AM within the context of this poem, there is a lovely inquisition taking place and hopefully beyond the horizon, this ode will receive all the answers to the questions it poses. |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 12/10/07 at 12:50 PM the allusions to makeup -- "anger like a rouge....in this newly painted rendition of you" -- work very well here. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 12/14/07 at 08:20 AM My favorite lines,
Or does that parity
No longer parse
In this newly
Painted
"Makeup, please"!!!
Rendition of you
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