I gaze into the mirror
hunting for clues of who I may be

my familiar face stares back
brow furrowed in query
lips quivering, shamed by threatened nakedness
eyes shifty, evasive
concealing the secrets of my ego

my soul discreet

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©Jane Paterson Basil


5 thoughts on “Hidden

    1. I love the word furtive, it’s so… furtive!
      Subversive is another of my favorites.
      I’ve always wondered who I really am, and this poem tries to describe the feeling
      Sounds like I REALLY need to keep up with the Sandbox Challenge, although even that would probably not pull out all of the secrets our souls hide from us.

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