the crone

opening the door to ideas

Who else puts on a mask, just to face the day?

I was doing my make-up today and suddenly realised what a strange ritual this is.

Shading in an acceptable face.

Drawing on a pair of watchful eyes.

Crayoning on a smile.

A face to show to no-one but my own four walls. And my family.

Do they see me (ME – the real ‘me’) through the mask?

A woman smiling as she chops the carrots or sorts through washing.

Today I didn’t want to wear the mask. I wanted to cry at the mirror instead of attempt to change its reflection.

To rage against age and pain and loss.

But here I am.

Eyes drawn on. Smile sketched in.

Facing the world.

2 thoughts on “Mother Mask

  1. roopesh says:

    We wear different masks, carry different identities which make us wonder, are we really them! Beautifully written 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jacqueline S says:

    Thank you for your kind words, Roopesh… feeling thoughtful today. Maybe a little ‘down’. But tomorrow is another day (and another mask?!) 🙂


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