The Face (standard:poetry, 131 words)
Author: ConcreteCow	Added: Mar 03 2003	Views/Reads: 2932/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A poem about a familiar face.

The Face 

I see the lines around your mouth 

Turned down in an angry pout 

I remember the way your teeth were bared 

As you used to scream and shout. 

I see the furrows in your brow 

Ploughed deep through years of frown 

I see the gouge marks in your cheeks 

Through which the tears ran down. 

I see the eyes that were twisted shut 

To hide the desperate appeal 

The eyes that turned away 

So much they had to conceal. 

I see the face that is calm and serene 

Yet pale and waxy white 

The hands that lie across your chest 

Having given up the fight. 

If I could just erase those lines 

Smooth out the wrinkles of years 

Wash away all the sorrow 

With my hot and burning tears. 


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