Your face a mask
pale against the pillow,
eyes watching
aren’t they?
Your head twitches
you turn towards the wall,
not speaking
are you?
I watch and wait
listen to your breathing,
still awake
aren’t you?
Then, the tirade
hateful words tumble out,
awareness
is total.
Lips turn upwards
this, your mischievous smile,
acting up
…aren’t you??
~~~~~~~~
Image credit: John Noonan @ Unsplash
The image shows a black coloured full face mask held in both hands of a person, not shown in the frame.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #126 photo prompt
luna's on line 
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Thanks so much for sharing, Michael 🙂
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The words have been said: Awareness is total. A deep wise poem. 👍🤗💖
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Thank you, my friend. 😊🌹🤗
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Oh I love this poem Chris. You’ve totally turned it around in the last stanza. Excellent. Thanks for joining in
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Thanks so much, Sadje 😊💖😊
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You’re welcome my dear friend
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[…] These our demons — luna’s on line […]
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Perfect painting of a dysfunctional relationship.
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Thanks so much, Matthew!
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Wonderful poem Chris, very thought provoking
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Thanks very much, Deb 🙂
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Oh, the last stanza is epic Chris💫💛
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Thanks so much, Mich! 🙂
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This poem gave me a shiver. I particuarly like how you use direct address and repetition. Very effective!
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Thanks, Liz! I wanted the reader to be right inside the room.
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You’re welcome, Chris! I was right there in the room.
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😊
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A disturbing slice of things gone wrong. I like the structure that you have employed here, Chris.
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Thanks very much, Chris! I’m pleased it worked for you.
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Fantastic poem. I think most people can identify. Disturbingly real.
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Thanks, Regina. I guess it speaks to a number of different life experiences.
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That could go so many directions, Chris!
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I like to leave a poem open to interpretation, Jacqui 🙂
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I love that about it, as well as other poetry. In the ear of the reader…
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Oh, that’s a twisty-turny poem! Excellent work on the emotional misdirection–masterful 🎩
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Thanks very much, Susan! 😁
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The games people play….
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Some can be quite unsettling!
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Very poignant and heartfelt verses, Chris! All too real for so many.
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Thanks, Tom! This does seem to have touched nerves on several levels.
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Very clever tale of the mask, I love how it twists a little in the last stanza. Well done, Chris.
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Thanks very much, Mason!
I enjoyed your book 🙂
https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4619219344
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Hello, Chris. You’re welcome.
Thank you so much for the fantastic review Holly and I really appreciate it!
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You’re both very welcome!
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Thanks again.
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Splendid write
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Thanks very much!
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Another one that’s sad and scary at the same time!😢
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It’s just how it came out…😶🌫️
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Love the refrain in your poem and the twist at the end! It doesn’t sound like a very restful night! 🙂 A very intriguing poem, Chris! ❤
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Thanks very much, Cheryl.😊
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Brilliant, Chris. 👏👏👏☺️
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Thanks so much, Jeff!😊
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Oh my!! I agree: “disturbingly real”. Powerful.
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Thank you, Zelda! 😊🤗
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You’re most welcome!
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You really pulled us and lulled us withe repetition snd then…wham! Well done, Chris. ❤️
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Oh, please excuse the typos!
…with the repetition and then…sigh…
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No problem, I do it all the time. If only WP would let us edit our comments on other people’s sites!
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If only!
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Thank you! I’m pleased it worked, Punam. 😊🤗
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You are so welcome. 😊🤗
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🙏🌹
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Hi Chris, this is a very interesting poem. I like your ending.
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Thanks very much, Robbie! And thanks for sharing on FB too.😊
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My pleasure 😊
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Ah, the dark side emerges… when the mask slips. Good one, Chris.
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Too right! Thanks, Tom.
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Captivating. You’re still awake, aren’t you?
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What do you think, Jude?😁😉
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I think when you sleep, the imagination awakens. Not always but at times, and your imagination is one of those on overdrive, hehe.
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I agree with you… on both counts! Thanks, Jude. 🙂 That’s why I keep a notebook on my nightstand. Not that I can always read what I’ve scribbled down in the morning.😉
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That a wise take. Loved it ❣️
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Thanks very much!
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🙌
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There are many misfunctioning relationships. I knew a couple who would not go to bed angry with each other… unfortunately they argued until the wee hours right under the room I was supposed to be sleeping in… (my parents). I always wondered how they managed to stay together. Just made me want to get out of ‘the’ house quicker.
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That must’ve been tough, Jules. I left home as soon as I could too.
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We do what we must to survive and maintain some semblance of santiy.
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Agreed!
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The ending and the way you have asked questions. Can imagine the scene. Marvel piece of poetry.
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Thanks very much, Kritika. I really appreciate your comment. 🙂
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My pleasure always 🙂
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