Poetry: A Veil of Your Own Design
A Veil Of Your Own Design
by James L Brown
You are a veil of your own design,
Woven with strands of experience, a delicate pattern that tears in the breeze,
Ivory slowly washed to grey, an apple decaying in a forgotten orchard,
Mask of hope, altered over time by necessity, tragedy and triumph,
Seldom removed in public, worn at home by the cursed.
You are a veil of your own design,
Pulled tightly down, impenetrable, save for your dearest loves and enemies,
Lifted up to kiss, stolen by force, never returned whole,
Treasured possession of the dispossessed, hiding traps and treasures rarely unearthed,
Life’s cartography in retrospect, bitterly remembered.
You are a veil of your own design,
Deconstructed by those who get a chance, picked and unthreaded
Mothers silk, fathers pattern, politicians needle,
Mesh wound tight, protecting, suffocating, crucible of flesh,
Ripped open to breathe, letting in darkness, repaired over years with wire.
You are a veil of your own design.
Angrily, triumphantly ripped away on completion, futility realised for the self,
Traditional hereditary hand me down,
Altered for universal fit, comforting, warm, full of love,
Strands unwoven, washed to ivory, a mask of hope to be altered over time.
You are a veil of your own design.
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