The Mask

Friday 5 this week prompt: vagile, plural, formation, willow, crepuscular


peering through
unhindered by the invisible
the glass mask
sees another world

in vagile formation
the shoal of fish
shimmer and shine

plural patterns translate
in the crepuscular light
hiding from fear
out in the open
escaping the predator
who seeks to devour

hours later
up from the bottom
my head aches
from visions of
another world

grabbing a packet of willow dust
mixing with water
my head is soon soothed
from it’s inquietude


3 thoughts on “The Mask

  1. I love this. I wish I could take some of that willow dust because I have a splitting headache from this flu/ cold I am trying to get. And, I am going to have to step up my poems because you are making me look bad. Keep up the good work.

    Have a nice night.

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