Friday, February 10, 2017

The Masquerade

The Masquerade

Reflections bend
Hope suspend

Friendship collides
Crosses a divide

Whitewashed illusions
Create confusion

An ancient beat plays
Two-stepping through a maze

A wordless ballet
The masquerade moves and sways

Dagger hung
Waits to be sprung

Requiem's dirge
Lines merge

Unveiled beauty stains
Doubt chains

Mirrors obscure
Pull and push

Bodies sway
Court's prey

Masks unveiled


By Shannon McKemie, M.A.
Rewritten 02-10-2017

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