Silver threads woven through my hair
where once I defied my true age
an etching of lines on a weathered face
leaving a map of where I’ve been.
For a pandemic raging and a cancer in my breast
have done their damage and left me
-naked, for this disease changed, rearranged
a self-confessed charlatan who tried to age with grace
washed away all the masks, left no trace
-exposed stark beauty under skin.
And now my words, my thoughts, my feelings
all elements of my entire being
– coming from a different place
for pain peels away layers of self-preservation
leaving a yearning for a simple life again
to bask in the sun’s warmth caressing my face
and not think of battles raging within.
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics Self Portrait– Come and Take a Selfie!
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and on her Amazon Author Page