Pathetically I masquerade as
a happy woman
Smiling, listening, responding.
Just as pathetically I
wait day after day for you
For a word, perhaps three
a sign, a show, a glimmer of hope.
Realistically I appear to be
a woman unconcerned
Cold, unfeeling, aloof.
Just as realistically I
listen night after night to you
Fighting myself, denying truth I
feel everything, observe, burn.
Dramatically I pretend to be
a woman of poetry
Emotional, magical, tangible.
Just as dramatically I
write about you day and night
Weaving words, hoping you’ll read
my heart, soul, apologies.
I suppose,
in the end, I’m just
dramatically, realistically, pathetically
…. me.
©️tara caribou – 2018
So say we all. Stay strong 🙂
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Thanks Steve! I appreciate it.
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beautifully constructed. I love the way you did this
And ❤️
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Oh thank you EC!
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Emotional capture is not easy to pull off. You are a Master.
Love it.
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Thank you John. That’s such a nice compliment! I’m really pleased you liked it.
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You are welcome.
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I think you managed to convey many raw emotions but not let it get away from you, which happens in intense, emotionally-charged writes. I love reading authentic feeling work and this is solid poetry! Thank you for sharing! Brian
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Thanks for that very awesome compliment. I do appreciate it.
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This is only my second week using WordPress, rather than just read and clicking like, I promised myself I’d take more time to comment. I’m used to a community like AllPoetry, where commenting is encouraged and rewarded, and “likes” are an afterthought. It’s (AP) just not a good platform for larger audiences.
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I see. I’m not sure I’ve looked on AP…
personally I don’t need a ton of followers. I mean, I’d like to impact more people but I’d say I have about 30 loyal readers and another 30 on-and-off readers. I’d love 50 loyal readers.
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It takes people a long time to get to that final line, that epiphany. Some never do and so they destroy themselves. Some do and it’s too late. I think more would get there if they considered this poem.
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That’s very possible.
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