For Robin Williams – a little late (Free Verse)

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For Robin Williams – a little late

hidden
behind his happy mask
a loner
posing
as an extrovert
lost
in a superficial world
that prizes aggressiveness
out-going panache
efficiency
conformity
did he look in the mirror
of lying reflections
and listen to the music
of the clown
who laughs – through his tears,
so the whole world
could laugh at him
feeling uplifted …
yet his soul
tattered and shredded
drowned in depression
and alone he left
this world
in tears.

© G.s.k. ‘15

 Tale Weaver #41 – Masks

Morning Haiku and Waka – February 10, 2015

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAthe golden hour
standing on the shore dreaming
wisps of wind calling

ducks, coots a gull’s pass
in the stillness a sparrow
the sun bids farewell

a lonely soul
sings a sunset Pavane
lake winter sunset

the evening bay
ripples of light in water
first stars appear

a winter sunset
inside a desolate soul
beauty’s memory
and maybe time’s passage
is a game played by gulls

G.s.k. 15

 

Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s … Sunset … over a harbour