Robotic...poem

Robotic

People nonchalant
casually
walking about
never see faces
looking up to the sky
or the view
or even at faces
that pass them by
all wrapped
in cellophane distance
formed in plastic
dis-ease
freeze
expressionless
monotone dialogue
warped
in slow motion doors
locked
by insensitive
shut down dark halls
of emptiness ...


Written by Rhiannon (Barbara R.)

The Actress

The Actress

She's the actress
she holds her head high
holding inside her cries
slowly walking about
as if it's all "okay"
knowing full well
it's not that way
but she must
if she's to survive
and stay alive......

Her protection of armor
like army angels
all around her
steadfast and ready
for what may occur
and to remain steady
and "calm"
pretend nothing is wrong...
yes....she's the actress
accustomed to the dance
and the art of circumstance

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara R.) November 2007
copyrights owned by Barbara R.