Joan Hart


The Cost - Poem by Joan Hart

I look the same
as I did yesterday
as I stare into the mirror
Just the same girl
living the same life,
or so it would appear

But my eyes, they are truthful
accusing and knowing
they stare right through my lies
I may fool the world
and sometimes myself
but they cut right through my disguise

They see the change,
subtle, but present
they understand what's been lost
So I avoid their gaze -
I'm afraid and unsure
of what this loss will cost


Comments about The Cost by Joan Hart

  • (2/10/2009 9:03:00 AM)

    This is one of those rare poems that is impressive more for what it does not say than what it actually does, Caroline. The unspoken words say volumes, so well framed by the words in this poem. It is again a very well thought out poem and far from a slap-dash effort of just getting words on paper. You indeed have an exceptional talent for poetry. Carl. (Report)Reply

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  • (11/29/2008 11:40:00 PM)

    nicely captured-feeling inside-10 (Report)Reply

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  • (11/29/2008 5:03:00 PM)

    Hard looks at yourself can hurt (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 29, 2008



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