The Facade of a Poet

She said I’m too hard to touch
That I don’t need love anymore
Ice only lives when it is cold all around
It’s not that I am afraid of being hurt
And it’s not because love left in the night
It’s because it left without a sound

Every couple I see is only a picture
There is no depth to their smiles
It’s only some sort of curiosity
I’m glad they can walk close to the water
But I wonder what they talk about
Because my thoughts only thaw in solitary

She said a man must have a pure heart
And a woman must have a pure body
And I thought how hard that would be
For a man’s heart is so easily corrupted
And a woman’s body is so worshipped
Can I treasure her as she treasures me?

I fear what they hope to find is not there
Thoughts, letters and dreams are revealing
But what do they leave behind in their wake?
If you know everything there is to know already
Is there happiness left for your morning tea?
Or is the façade as shallow as the smiles by the lake?

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Poetic Ink 3 years ago from New York, New York

Your words here are fresh and revealing for sure, any fascade comes with a price that is a s heavy as a ton on the weakened hearts of both partners, and even on family members as well as friends who tend to paint them every once in a while.

I like your stress on the keyword of "Thoughts" and your personifying many other terms here. Using thoughts not once but three times was cool each time, which was truly powerful indeed with differing meanings. I also loved your word play of twisting words into imagery as though they're coming to life all throughout this awesome poem of yours.

Thanks for yet another wonderful well written poem, I need to read your poems more often indeed. Thumbs up and out like the other one.


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The Suburban Poet 3 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you once again Poetic Ink. You humble me. I find that laying it out there with no mystery works for me... sometimes it's too raw but that is my style.


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suziecat7 3 years ago from Asheville, NC

I like the reference of "walking close to the water" - much said in those words. Excellent poem in every way. Voted up and shared.


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The Suburban Poet 3 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you suziecat. I appreciate your praise.


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CarolineVABC 3 years ago from Castaic

Thank you very much for sharing this beautiful poem, The Suburban Poet! It is very insightful and there is so much depth to it. Beautifully written!


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The Suburban Poet 3 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you Caroline... I appreciate that... it's a bit autobiographical (duh....).


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Minnetonka Twin 3 years ago from Minnesota

Very powerful poem with an ending that makes you really take pause and think about the depth of relationships.


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Phyllis Doyle 3 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

Very deep and beautiful poem. I really like it and found is flows nicely. Well done, The Suburban Poet.


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The Suburban Poet 3 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Minnetonka - Thank you!

@Phyllis - I appreciate you reading my work and commenting.


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ananceleste 3 years ago from California

Indeed a poet is more that words on paper, a composer of images and the voice of the heart. No one knows what dwells inside a person even if it appears to understand love and sorrow. Nothing is black or white. And in all the shades of gray in the middle, sometimes there is nothing at all and everything in between. Great piece my friend.

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