Romancing a lie
curled on venom’s tongue
is like bringing dead flowers
to celebrate birth.
What’s sewn is reaped.
What’s torn is scarred.
Sprinkling sugary apologies on deceit
won’t make deception any less bitter.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
No indeed, a lie is a bitter thing, once and for all
ReplyDeleteHappy Wednesday Susie
Much💚love
Oh, Ms Clevenger... This is MASTERwork from the opening imagery to that BLAMMO closing couplet (which I think I most admire)!!! Every line rocks, Sister! Salute!
ReplyDeleteI like how you examined the self-deception that can take place when someone chooses to lie. It was a really thought provoking angle to take the prompt on. And yes, no amount of sugar will neutralize the poison once it's discovered.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the fake desserts waiters bring around on a tray to show you what you could have, but it's all wax and clay, looks sweet and tastes terrible. Not anything you'd really like to eat. I really love the simile "like bringing dead flowers to celebrate birth". Who would do that? And yet I can still imagine it happening.
ReplyDeleteOoh, wonderful aphorisms, deserving to pass into common currency as adages or proverbs.
ReplyDeleteOne year Mrs. Jim and I went to Applebee's for my birthday. They brought balloons and when we were finished they asked if I wanted birthday cake. To my surprise it was billed at $5.95. I had never heard of paying for the cake, others where we went it was gratis.
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This poem is as sharp as a scalpel, Susie!
ReplyDeleteLove the dark direction you took (hope that doesn't paint me dark. LOL)
ReplyDeleteI absolutely agree with Kim! This is gorgeously sharp and memorable, Susie!💘
ReplyDeleteI loved the last lines of your poem here. Great write!
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