Artistry tattooed beneath my
skin creating a world unknown
unseen is a life portrayed in
dimensional sleds pulling my
alter ego of silvery threads
my skin a canvas of shadows
forming pieces of me creating
illusions of the deepest depths
swirling seas transforming
© September 2011 Renee Espriu
Who is a person, really, beneath the surface? Do we simply look at the outside or intuit the beauty of the inside. A person is layers upon layers and to really be able to know someone look beyond and beneath the outside. There is much to the saying, “Do not judge a book by its’ cover.”
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We never really know, do we?
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No, but we will always keep trying to know as it is human nature to do so.
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Always so much going on under the surface. It’s not just ogres who are like onions… 😉
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Human beings are the most complex of living things and none of us can really know all there is.
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amazing poem renee, its a very thought provoking question, who we actually are under the layers of body which we give ourselves and/or others give us.
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So true, Trisha. How do we wish to appear to others and how do others perceive what they think they see.
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I so agree here Renee.. too many judge the Book by its cover.. and fail to see the beauty beneath.. I have seen it so many times as I work with Adults with learning difficulties.. As people turn away.. and yet if only they got to know the beauty within..
I also knew a lady who was covered along her arms and back with tatoos.. She used those tatoos as a mask… She played the tough lady.. when you got beyond them.. you saw how vulnerable she really was..
Lovely Words in your poem Renee
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Some use certain things to disguise, whether it is how they dress or a posture they assume to provide safety. But if you look beneath you can find some wonderful things inside. Thank you Sue.
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