Passing By

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #157 “Collage 22”

 

They met in the bloom of youth:

No time for love, no time for truth,

Which they kept hidden

Along with their hearts.

They met again, from time to time,

Travelling apart

But always bumping into each other,

Searching for something

In the coolness of shadows,

Holding fast

To the masks

As they passed each other by.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

collage-22

The quote/poem by Shel Silverstein

Masks

She had blue skin,

And so did he.

He kept it hid

And so did she.

They searched for blue

Their whole life through,

Then passed right by-

And never knew.

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