The façade has an appeal to the onlooker
It draws one in to experience more
It appears to offer shelter
Hope seems just a little further
Look closer for the truth
Your eyes have been deceived
No substance -it is empty
The facade is a shell
Nothing to offer – nothing at all
Moondustwriter celebrates 10 years of blogging on Word Press. This is an archived poem from the first month. Poetry is cathartic and I hope anyone who needs to blow off steam finds the outlet in writing.
As this posts, I will be in Africa doing what I love – teaching the children I write for. 10 years ago this was only a dream now this is an amazing reality.
Thank you Word Press for giving artists, writers, poets a place for venting, a place to fly…