I am sculptor,
shapeshifter –
carve persona
from cold rock –
a master illusionist
elude sharp corners
molded in mist –
pray reputation
does not pursue me.
I am sculptor,
shapeshifter –
carve persona
from cold rock –
a master illusionist
elude sharp corners
molded in mist –
pray reputation
does not pursue me.
Defining self – pride
fighting for recognition –
so many profiles.
(Written for RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge: pride & fight, and Reena’s Exploration challenge: featured image (art by Tolga Girgin)).
Dressed in our finest personas
we submit to public scrutiny,
polish our performances, risk
criticism to achieve the prize
Practice behind the scenes
preparing lists and scripts,
questioning qualifications,
comparisons deflating egos
Yet we succumb to pressure
step into the spotlight, react
emotions and insecurities
demolishing golden intentions
We scramble for our lines,
to maintain integrity, curse
our folly, our vulnerability
slaves to external editors
Competition eradicates value
of black and white resumes
survival of the fittest presides
we race to stay in the running
traces of authenticity discarded
like unwanted footage, spliced
realities catering to contrived
standards: a social experiment.
(Image: http://www.pinterest.com)