What do you see # 126 – March 21st, 2022
For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a black colored full face mask held in both hands of a person, not shown in the frame.
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I found him weeping His face an un-ironed sheet His eyes as pale as Early morning sunlight His voice soft as A summer breeze I heard him whisper, choose Follow the pied piper Or pay the ferryman Is it better to take the coin? From the mouth then condemned To wear the mask To hide from those That fear what they see… ©AnitaDawes2022
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Captivating piece.
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Thanks Jude… that means a lot, coming from you!
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What a beautiful and sad poem, Anita. I loved the prompt and your take on it.
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Thank you, Diana, such an inspiring image!
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It’s such a poignant poem! Heartbreaking. Thanks for joining in
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Brilliant image, Sadje… 💕
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Thanks 🙏🏼
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Oh, this struck straight to my heart. My uncle had a mask to cover his face after it had been ravaged by skin cancer and surgeries. I’m ashamed to say that I couldn’t look.
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So sorry to hear that, Chris, but thank you for sharing something so personal…
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