Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 38,675 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Appropriate Faces - Poem by Andy Brookes

slipping away,
a crack a slippage,

a fatal crack,
this crack in the facade.
the ice cracks revealing
thin slithers.

escape is impossible
for we are trapped,
like insects in amber,
in time.

each of us,
in each of our dimensions,
fall.
we fall to pieces.

life's complications
floor me with minutia,
dogging my footsteps,
which fall to my heart beat.
time after time
wrinkles in time.

we transform into the image
which is the most appropriate.

for we are chameleons.
faces, indexed and neatly wrapped in tissue
are brought out for high days and holidays.
the slapped on smile or frown;
transforming in the blink of an eye,
quick change artists
micromanaging our emotions

sorrow is not sweet but as bitter as gall.
the joke is we matter not.
only time matters and of that we are but a wrinkle.

Topic(s) of this poem: time


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 23, 2015



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