what you don’t know
will hurt you anyways
because truth
is the only reality
the liar knows the truth
therefore the truth exists
it is never hidden
you carry on without knowing
but you are living within a lie
and that is pain….un-felt
a secret is a perspective
it’s an illusion, my friend
Merril is hosting Poetics this week and she has asked us to write about secrets.
Life is an itch
And so we scratch
Underlying layers of lies
Shifty sediments of alibis
Searching for the glorious
Sheen of the bedrock
And as the stone cold truth
Stares blatantly
Into the naivety of our eyes
We scramble
To spread the topsoil
dVerse Poets Pub is celebrating 7 years!
We are not feeling the “itch” as we continue to inspire and be inspired by each other.
We are very proud of our Anthology
Chiaroscuro – Darkness and Light, dVerse Anthology, 2017
But yes….”itch” is the word for this week’s Quadrille prompt.
Your lovely host is Grace.
All systems go
Buzzing, fuzzy
My legs are walking
My mouth is talking
But I am on autopilot
Numbed and knocked out
By something bigger
Than what we had
Maybe I’ll go
Dazed and drowning
My eyes are burning
My heart is yearning
But I am on autopilot
Snowed and sloughed off
By something bigger
Than what I thought we had
mishunderstood 