Hooded Visage Poem by Chris Jibero

Shed that steel visor
And free your hooded visage
Being choked in sequestration
So it can mingle with her kind
To drink and dole out knowledge

We look not for the face
Whose glory dwindles by instalments
After every sleep and wake
But for the heart whose coast enlarges
With every meeting and interaction
Becoming more gorgeous with wisdom
At each passing time and age


We scarcely inquire about the fickle face
In a freelance fellowship
But about the hilarious heart to hold dear
And to continuously admire.

(C) Chris Jibero.2010.