A Garret Poet

A thank you and tribute to Terry Clitheroe and the Poet's Garret

The Goatee

Form: French Pantoum

His portrait reflects behind glass
Identity lost in a glance
Yet the feelings of loathing pass
To live a man must take a chance

Identity lost in a glance
The razor scrapes away his wings
To live a man must take a chance
The goatee stays as the burn stings

The razor scrapes away his wings
He questions his strength just to be
The goatee stays as the burn stings
Mirror denies what he can see

He questions his strength just to be
Yet the feelings of loathing pass
Mirror denies what he can see
His portrait reflects behind glass

©JGFarmer2020

JezzieG

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