people ask who I am
never sure what to say
trying to peel off my mask
hope I’m up to the task
like onions I may not appeal
yet layers we all need to unpeel
will assert great zeal
to see what I reveal
d’Verse, quadrille ‘peel’, Mish, 44 words … sorry second attempt missed that!
Great poem. We all have layers that need to be peeled. 😉
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for sure!
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Nice poem, Kate, as you illuminate a happy place we all would like to reach.
It’s a tough task, though, as we must divest ourselves of the expectations others have layered on us, and also of those we accumulated ourselves. Often, the most formidable disguises are those we adopt to hide from ourselves.
Once we disassembles those, the others will follow.
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you say it well, sounds like you are on the journey … well worth it I assure you ❤
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I know I am a great mystery to most. I do try and put up a positive happy front. But some days can be blue too.
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I missed reading your original version, Kate! 😥
BUT I do know my Kate just as I know my onions! 😉❤️
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The rhyme was refreshing.
It is hard to peel back those layers sometimes, but can also be liberating.
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very tough if you are serious but totally rewarding as you progress 🙂
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Oh, there is always a balance with how much we can peel away from that mask.
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we can keep peeling down more I assure you 🙂
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Wow! Loved reading this. Have a good time. May Allah bless you.
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Great poem Kate. We all wear layers to one degree or another for a huge host of reasons. growth for us though, begins as we work a removing layers to reveal the wonderful creation that each one of us is. Much like peeling an onion though, there can and usually is a few tears involved.
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oh very well said Glen … please write us a poem, you have the talent!
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I agree. We are formed of many layers. Only those who we respect and trust get to see the deeper layers. Beautifully expressed.
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A lot said in a small space and sign of great awareness Kate!
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Beautifully rhymed poem and must say so much truth in every stanza, Kate. Awesome.
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Wonderful way to express.
You are so creative.
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What an interesting comparison to onion layers. The portable meaning of words adds charm and colors to the poem.
Man sometimes has to protect himself, which is why he does not reveal himself.
Regards
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yes but sadly many also hide from themselves and that can lead to damage … we need to know ourselves 🙂
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Your poem has a beautiful flow and it makes me feel so many emotions!
It’s wonderful when we have people in our lives we are so comfortable with we can unpeel those most sensitive layers. 🙂
Great write, Kate!
Beautiful photo! Those clouds are doing their own thing and creating such a beautiful masterpiece in the blue sky! 🙂
HUGS!!!
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Very nice, Kate. I can’t go anywhere near onions as I have such a bad allergic reaction to them.
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ghastly but I assure you Robbie I don’t look or smell anything like an onion, promise …
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I’m am glad to hear it, Kate [smile].
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oh Kate, i love onions, they make me cry but also taste so good. your quadrille is exquisite! oh and I love you too!
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Kate, if nothing else, those layers reveal that you know your onions. 😉
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well ain’t that a crying shame, if that’s all I know 😎
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I really love this one Kate. A lovely personal glimpse inside. We all have our layers don’t we, that change and reveal over time.
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life is a constant work in progress of revealing more and more as we work through our baggage Miriam 🙂
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We all wear masks from time to time. I have to admit I enjoyed when you wrote trying to make this rhyme.
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Great quadrille! Well written.
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this is awesome………reading about a small part of your life. 🙂
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thanks Wendi … glad you caught that part, I had to cut it back to 44 words so much detail was lost 🙂
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I loved it! 🙂
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Good question at the end what those removed layers will reveal.
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I believe we all have the same essential core of a loving warm heart 🙂
Just that some have more layers to peel off than others Frank 😉
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I love the poem and the idea!
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Oh Kate, I love this, your behind the mask story, of delving into your life’s layers…..
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Hi Kate, here’s the poem I’m working….. so you’re getting a sneak preview….. I’m not allowed to publish until after it’s first posted on the Go Dog Go Cafe site……so here you are the world debut at ‘calmkate’
In the Light Of Night
Mum, what I see is really real
I’m not a walrus or a seal
This night’s sky’s glowing and alive
Clear as yesterday’s midday drive
Look up there, through the old red gum
I’m not making things up Mum!
Look up there, where blackness was a sea
The man in the moon was laughing at me
Then I saw his hungry moon eat the dark
And spit out the stars as red bark
Don’t worry son, I’ll stay with you tonight
The angry bushfires have turned on their sky lights
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wow what a precious share thanks Ivor … really love it … would like to read more like this eg child’s POV 🙂
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I enjoyed this journey, but it appears you ran over the 44 word limit like a poet lost in the beautiful tangle of words.
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ouch I did miss that part … will go edit it now, sorry Glenn 🙂
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