playing dress up

July 31, 2014 at 4:00 pm 24 comments

*

i slip it on,

zip it up

and

step into my heels

i add some pearls

and

links of gold ~

i am dressed to meet the world

*

with

a brush of gray,

a dab of pink

and

stroke of midnight blue,

i draw a smile upon my face

i am ~ now ~ complete

to fool

all

of

you

*

*

Entry filed under: a moment, feelings, human nature, life, Personal, poetry, ponderings, prose, reflections, Relationships, self expression, thoughts, words. Tags: , , , .

jump off in the middle

24 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Theresa  |  July 31, 2014 at 4:05 pm

    We put on that mask far too frequently, I’m afraid. Be well…

    Reply
  • 3. Raven Whyte  |  July 31, 2014 at 4:13 pm

    Just so long as you still know it is only a temporary mask, and do not let the role consume you, it’s cool. I know too many who became consumed, and it saddenned me.

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    • 4. words4jp  |  July 31, 2014 at 7:18 pm

      i know what you mean:)

      Reply
      • 5. Raven Whyte  |  August 1, 2014 at 5:31 am

        Do you always wonder if it is starting to grow on you nd change you from who you want to remember to be, like I do?

      • 6. words4jp  |  August 1, 2014 at 11:50 am

        yes, definitely.

      • 7. Raven Whyte  |  August 1, 2014 at 3:58 pm

        May we never stop questioning.

  • 8. InfiniteZip  |  July 31, 2014 at 5:27 pm

    I see a pretty lady, even beneath the paints;)

    Reply
  • 9. Mark Baron  |  July 31, 2014 at 5:54 pm

    *hugs and cuddles*

    Who wants of such a
    masquerade when such beauty
    is yours already?

    Reply
  • 10. hitandrun1964  |  July 31, 2014 at 8:31 pm

    Whatever it takes to get you through the day.

    Reply
  • 11. MichelleMarie  |  July 31, 2014 at 10:47 pm

    Pics please! LOL! I’m waiting to see those photos! ❤ I bet you look beautiful! 😀

    Reply
  • 12. saintcharlotte  |  August 1, 2014 at 1:12 am

    Powerful and ambiguous 🙂 Should we be on guard and be wary? A smart woman who knows the power of her charms can be quite interesting 😉

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    • 13. words4jp  |  August 1, 2014 at 11:58 am

      No worries – i am harmless – a municipal hearing:)

      Reply
      • 14. saintcharlotte  |  August 1, 2014 at 12:51 pm

        LoL 😀 I love the poem and I hope everything went well 🙂

  • 15. Wordifull Melanie  |  August 1, 2014 at 6:43 am

    Kim, this is so sad to me. I feel the need to send you hugs 🙂

    Reply
    • 16. words4jp  |  August 1, 2014 at 11:49 am

      this piece has garnered a lot of interesting feedback – i had to attend a municipal meeting for a client. I had to get dressed up, of which i rarely, if ever, get the chance to do. i actually enjoy these meetings, but i also feel like i am someone who does not belong there – i do know what it is i am talking about and i am the expert – thus the need for my presence, but i always feel inadequate. ironically, i find it much easier to get up in a room full of people and talk then in front of one person – thus i go back to the days of performing on stage….

      Reply
  • 17. Sir Morose  |  August 1, 2014 at 9:57 am

    Didn’t see that ending…lovely

    Reply
    • 18. words4jp  |  August 1, 2014 at 11:44 am

      thanks – i had to attend a municipal meeting for a client – had to get dressed up:) i do know what i was doing, but there is always that feeling of inadequacy – or at least i get – so i feel as if i am truly playing some sort of role on stage.

      Reply
  • 19. Jonathan Caswell  |  August 1, 2014 at 8:24 pm

    Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    WE KNOW THE WOMAN INSIDE THERE!!!! 🙂

    Reply
  • 20. Mytwosentences  |  August 2, 2014 at 6:09 pm

    A dab of pink and words of beauty.

    Reply
    • 21. words4jp  |  August 3, 2014 at 7:37 pm

      Thank you:)

      Reply
      • 22. Mytwosentences  |  August 3, 2014 at 7:38 pm

        Your wonderful talent requires no thanks.

      • 23. words4jp  |  August 3, 2014 at 7:40 pm

        You are so sweet. 🍭

  • 24. polaris299  |  August 7, 2014 at 10:56 pm

    you have nothing to hide. Once you smile, there is nothing left needed.

    Reply

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