Alone at last

alone at last

She stripps off her clothes removing her costume alone without armour true to herself And who would know her few that had seen none that would tell a mystery unveiled No mirror revealing no ones opinion no other cast off no desire or shame one alone standing existing in silence worries removed with the drop of her clothes

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love the way your seemingly simple, slightly elusive message contains some deep dives that are somewhat hidden. For example “costume” could mean dressing up like a clown or slipping into the typical garb that ladies feel a need to don for the romance game. Also, “getting naked” could be the beginning of a romantic interlude or it could be the process of getting to know one’s own truth in a solitary situation. To me, nudity is freedom & considering the title you’ve chosen, I feel your own impressions could be similar (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Wonderful , finally real , no masks , best feeling
Love your words
Yossi

[Dream Weaver]

A profound write indeed, Wearing clothes sometimes
equates to wearing a suit of armor beneath them we
feel protected, without them we become shy and
unsure. At least this is what I get from this write...
Nicely done..

[C. J. Stefko]

Very nice Theresa. I get the point and the vision as son as I read it.

[Legion]

Kind of like taking off the mask we wear for others to see. Nicely done. Kudos.

[James Paulin]

I like the way this poem strips off much more than clothes. It alludes to self examination without restriction as an artist would paint a self portrait and try to reveal their soul and character. We are all naked beneath garments which cover the essence of our motives. Very nice.