Francie Lynch


Costume Party - Poem by Francie Lynch

The Hallowe'en costumes are on display
By the window dresser.
As I pass I look to see
My oval face, reflected by the pane,
Wearing a Superman cape.
Tights too.
I look powerful in solitude,
But others see through me.

I shuffled to the next display.

There I was, in high stiff black collar,
Draping a black silk cape.
Count Francie!
I curled my upper lip for fang effect,
Bela Lugosi style,
Instead, Elvis in Vegas returned his 'Baby' sneer.
Scary, but in a different way.
Not me. No Karaoke!

Next.

A harlequin mannequin returned my gaze,
Wearing a jester's cap and bells,
Striped tights with curly toes.
My smile was designed for such a fancy dress.
No joking.

Tomorrow,
I'll find another display window,
And choose whom I want to be.
I can be anyone.

Topic(s) of this poem: confusion, ego , love


Comments about Costume Party by Francie Lynch

  • Gajanan Mishra (9/23/2015 10:48:00 PM)


    display window, I can be any one.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 23, 2015



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