POEM STARTER

Write a poem about feeling invisible.

Think about which forms of poetry and language styles could contribute to your theme.

Caché de la Vue

If I talked to someone in French,

_ils ne me comprendraient pas_.

I’m not sure I would either, though.

I’m just a dull player on the bench,

and I’m the rain compared to snow.


No one bats a single eye at me,

unless their intentions are to judge.

I’m invisible, like I’m _caché de la vue._

No one will look, even if I scream_._

I’m only parchment, with its ink smudged,

no one bats a single eye at me,

and I know for certain neither will you.


And if my eyes drifted closed,

just one, single, last… one last time,

no one would bat a single eye.

If my breath hitched, never came back,

no would would bother the raindrop

because she’s no **snowflake**,

_she’s_ the one who simply lacks.


If I died, I’d still be _caché de la vue,_

because I am the rain to the snow,

I’m the dull, benched player next to you,

I’m the bunny in the magician’s show,

If I’m not invisible, I’m still _caché de la vue_.


I still feel invisible, on the stage, in light,

as if I’m the clown watching the rodeo.

I’m still the magician’s bunny, a child’s kite,

I’m still _caché de la vue_, only there for show.


No one bats an eye, not a single person,

I only drown in the light of the stage,

because it’ll never be focused on me.

I’m just a puppet, a bunny, a clown,

I’m only there for an entertainment degree,

so now my head will be bowed down.

No one bats an eye anymore, not even me.

I’m just _caché à la vue de tous,_

hidden away from the world and from you.

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