some faces

Written for:  The Twiglets #51 – “face to face”

loss of face
to face conversation

Your face is familiar
to my face,
but I cannot remember
your name.

lively face-to-face debates
can turn ugly.

face to face,
shake hands
then turn backs.
Walk the paces needed
for a duel.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to some faces

  1. I can relate especially to the second stanza. So hard when you see someone “out of context.” You know them, but…

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  2. Misky says:

    I’m so glad we don’t do that duelling stuff anymore!


  3. julespaige says:

    Fun ‘Facinng’ Facts. 🙂


  4. julespaige says:

    (oops lost an ‘i’…. in ing. Eye blinked. )

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