The Mask

Musical timing influences,
lyrical rhyming it entrenches
the style I scribble in pen.
Despite fearing failure too immense,
strut the walk with confidence.
And alone ask the question:
“Who, why and which direction?”
Dance with dreams;
reject reality as it seems:
forever hide and neglect normality
or confide in change or not?
Make your choice.
But listen. Hear? Inner voice.
Smile and laugh, the party blend.
Unmask, stranger; reveal your friend.

Face sculpture outside Marlowe Theatre
Canterbury, England

The Mask

Musical timing influences,
lyrical rhyming it entrenches
the style I scribble in pen.
Despite fearing failure too immense,
strut the walk with confidence.
And alone ask the question:
“Who, why and which direction?”
Dance with dreams;
reject reality as it seems:
forever hide and neglect normality
or confide in change or not?
Make your choice.
But listen. Hear? Inner voice.
Smile and laugh, the party blend.
Unmask, stranger; reveal your friend.

Face sculpture outside Marlowe Theatre
Canterbury, England