TRICK OF THE LIGHT
A torch seemed to shine from within,
appeared to erase her years at times
so that each turn of her head
was like a kaleidoscope
breaking into a new arrangement.
She was fond of saying,
"It's a trick of the light".
But it was a charlatan's game she played,
knowing how to change her face.
A rosy bloom appeared
upon her silken cheek,
yet a passing cloud pleated her skin
to a withered age.
She found another like herself,
a face in chiaroscuro.
A bogus youth,
a unicorn,
deceiving with intention,
forever young.
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8 comments:
this is fantasy at its best, lyn...you made me hunt down my websters in order to find out what chiaroscuro meant ;) your work is AMAZING, you arrange words as if they were precious jewels, gathered from the four corners, and crafted into one exquisite piece, never before seen!
Hi sheri-
You certainly know how to make a gal feel special!! Thanks so much..
Hi Lyn,
All seemingly so innocent, yet something darker lurks. I'm not sure I like the sinister inner being for the man in the image! Great wordsmithery!
Hi Derrick-
Thank you..well, I don't much care for him either..but he's sort of a match for her..no??
Ah, yes, I'm always saying it's just "smoke and mirrors"! Love the word chiaroscuro from my old art school days. Nice piece, Lyn.
Hi Willow-
Yes, me too, chiaroscuro, from art school..makes me feel "authentic"! ha...
This is an amazing poem. Your use of words is flawless. I always enjoy your poetry! :-)
Hi Carrie-
How lovely to hear from you..I so appreciate your encouraging words!!
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