Two Faces

Written for:  Poetics Aside #451

“For today’s prompt, write an other side poem. For some, the first thing that might come to mind is the afterlife. But the other side could also mean the other side of the door, the fence, the wall, the window, or any number of physical objects. Then, there’s also the other side of the issue or argument. Suddenly, there’s a universe of other sides out there.”

Two faces
one woman
smile radiates
pain tightens
one face outdoors
other one in private
Complete woman
never emerges.

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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3 Responses to Two Faces

  1. V.J. Knutson says:

    I feel this way often…only with more faces.


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