Masked Longing

And here it is,

this lonely longing,

for time and place unseen,

unheard, mayhaps unknown,

a future or a past that neverwere,

in Ghouls and Goblins fair,

these Ghosts of Pasts our blood

have never seen,

this laughter, in a sweet

wrapping up the joys of childhood

into a chocolate wrapper, knowing

the eyes, not the face

its monstrous mask a momentary

Madness answered in a thousand faces,

the spirits channeled through the joy

of laughter in the chill,

these golden lives pirouetting to

the Pumpkin Song, all hail

Imagination,

Master and Commander

of mind’s most curious Desires.

* Another poem for the wonderful Monday Poetry Potluck, as hosted by Jingle Poetry, and those lovely poets Amanda and Kavita!

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12 thoughts on “Masked Longing

  1. Madness answered in a thousand faces,

    the spirits channeled through the joy

    of laughter in the chill,..

    wow.
    how fabulous flow.
    well done.
    Thanks for the support.
    Happy November.
    Happy Belated Halloween,

  2. At last I am here!! And boyyy!!! Am I glad or what!!
    Good stuff, Chris!! The deep dark reality of this shadowed eve…
    Very well explained indeed! It seemed to create a spooky air around here… brrr… some creepy music would really have done it for me I guess!! Me likeys!!!
    Those eye holes in masks have a terrifying effect…don’t they!??! (shivers)

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