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Masked Deceits

Shrouded Fete

One after another

runny lips of death

You all spout, like

peace, while the

fading die, and the

Not yet cold, lie in

storage.// Waiting

Their fate. The worlds

nerves you grate.//A

Note: you had the

Supreme mask of

our wishful fate.

Enjoy your fete.

Life’s outlay paid

In crimson again.


Footnote: A response to United Nations General Assembly 2013

  1. September 27, 2013 at 12:58 pm

    nice play on words…in fate and fete…i like the shift to the note….it makes it very direct and even though i dont know to whom, it makes it very pointed…


    • September 27, 2013 at 5:08 pm

      The fete of the UN, and the fate of all the little people. eh.
      It is more of a generalized, dual response. Read below.


  2. September 27, 2013 at 4:47 pm

    I have read this a few times, can appreciate the wordings, but am admittedly struggling with the intricacy of the meaning…sigh.


    • September 27, 2013 at 5:04 pm

      A vague,(I guess) response to United Nations General Assembly of 2013. The standard lies of peace, peace, human rights, same thing with humans and love and promises. And the duality in most of what I write, about love, bitterness, elegy, etc. “People always speak well when everything is going well, regardless of reality”.


  3. September 27, 2013 at 4:57 pm

    The not yet cold, lie in storage–that’s good stuff! The cold note of bitterness creeps in despite the tone of understatement. Great work!


    • September 27, 2013 at 5:06 pm

      Yeah, I mean look at Kenya, and the speeches went
      on and on and blah. Just like love: no one wants
      to be the hero and stand up. Politics and Love. (blurring together)


  4. September 27, 2013 at 5:13 pm

    ‘you have the supreme mask of fate’; like so many people have the ways and means, but
    choose not to change, or not to take action, many times just verbiage is enough.’ to change the world, other worlds, relationships, even small things, your neighbors kids have not eaten in days, small things everyone can do.


  5. September 27, 2013 at 6:32 pm

    Nicely done, Sharon Rose. I have to agree with the cynical view you express about so many words spewed in the name of peace and so little done. The task of peace is so monumental and most of us, I suspect, feel quite helpless. I believe as members of a poetry community we can bridge differences, if only with our fellow poets.


  6. September 27, 2013 at 7:01 pm

    NIcely done.


  7. September 27, 2013 at 7:27 pm

    The contrast between the speech and reality is really sickening sometimes… and those fate and fete… thats a great paralell or contradiction.


  8. September 28, 2013 at 12:31 am

    Enjoy your fete.
    Life’s outlay paid
    In crimson again

    Yes, for what the weak aspire, they’re bathed in blood. And the sad part it’s all done in the name of peace. Well said Sharon!



  9. October 4, 2013 at 12:06 am

    Thanks for the like on http://imsnowedin.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/3-ways-men-have-failed-women/ ! I like that your poetry actually has some structure. It’s a rare thing these days. 🙂


  10. November 1, 2013 at 12:13 am

    Well done, with good wordplay! And thanks so much for your fun contribution to this week’s Limerick-Off. I hope you’ll be a frequent participant!


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