It’s fragile,

This fabric wov’n on the loom of life.

So much not said, unshared, undone

Adds stress, does strain, builds strife.

We move along behind the veils

That privately we weave

To shield ourselves from falsehoods, truths,

Those others might believe.

We craft elaborate screens and scenes,

Essential to deceive.

But on and in our skin, it’s wrong

We know, and so we grieve.

Assumptions,

Eccentricities,

Duplicities,

Unshed

Will gnaw like moths, voraciously,

Destroy our silken thread.

And if the veils come wafting down

Aloft on judgment’s winds,

We hope the truth stands tall,

Prevails

And then the real us wins.

Allusion to Persona,

Carefully honed façade,

Oppressive.

‘Elusion’ of the glare

and

Others’ clear sight,

Imperative.

Reputation’s risked.

Hopes and dreams at stake.

The threat: Reality.

Careful observation would illuminate the truth.

The image people love: Illusion.

Disclosure, loss of luster, verity revealed,

Risky.

Can’t have that.

What would the People read on Friday?

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday...Glare, Luster, Threat

One day I love me

The next day I don’t.

“Me” doesn’t change much

In 24 hours.

It’s my attitude,

Perception,

Hormones.

My mind.

They change.

Fickle.

Some days I see my

Sparkle.

Some days I don’t.

My sparkle doesn’t dull,

Diminish,

Extinguish.

It’s my perception.

I see differently,

Judge harshly,

Criticize freely.

Some days.

I AM fickle.

It’s a quirk,

A wrinkle,

A fact

A flaw.

Still.

I AM Fabulous.

I AM.

Simplify.

To make simple.

It’s that easy.

It’s that hard.

Release the superfluous.

Embrace the essential.

Lose pretense.

Uncomplicate.

Ease.

Clear, pure, open.

Honest, natural, unfeigned.

Intelligent.

Ingenious.

Authentic & engaged.

Illuminated. Passionate. Serene.

Simple.

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Ha!