
Upturned lips, an expression of joy.
A mask for those who in private we scorn,
Turned upside down it becomes a frown.
In rictus, it is horror.
C’mon pretty show us your -
I’ve got the camera, so flash us;
Cheesy though it may be
This was for a dVerse prompt: Just sling us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word smile.
It is 44 words though technically I did not use a form of the word smile the meaning is there. I hope you’ll smile, forgive and enjoy! 😊
What a fun visual! And I love the double entendre of the word “cheesy.” When a good friend’s son was very little, he would go around with his little camera and say “I take a cheese!” 😉
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Lol. What a fun memory. Thank you for reading. I’m glad it brought up a smile. 😊
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smile! You’re on candid camera!
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😁📸 Haha! Now candid camera is everywhere with our phones.
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Yup makes me think of the clown’s smile. Creepy!
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I think that may be part of the terrifying nature of creepy clowns. The mirroring of the rictus smile of death. Thanks so much for reading and your comments. 😊
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Faking a smile…. yes we see it every day.
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Thanks Bjorn! Some polite smiles are the grease that helps us smooth through society, others the venom in a pretty jar. 😊
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Writing of the precariousness of life. Well done!
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked it. 😊
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Definitely NOT cheesy 😀
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Thank you! That’s very gouda you to say. 😄
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😃
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