Masked Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Masked

Rating: 5.0


Joy shook my hand but masked
that I did not know his face~
Nor did I bother to unwrap him.
I had too many hands to bother.

I remember delight but when?
Himself refreshed but done.
Wandering in another town,
shaking hands and masked.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 15 February 2007

I dont like 'cloaked' in the first line; i want it to be like 'put out' that i did not know his.. face? Soo good - tho, movement of this piece & how it ends with the title. Gosh you give me goosebumps. ~ ~ sjg

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