When their hot tongues lie,
I cry bitter milk –
time can rip at friendly water,
blow him from my sea,
though his shot a show –
am so blue,
a bare want,
in those lies dressed.

(Poem inspired by the offerings of Magnetic Poetry online.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

9 thoughts on “Lies”

  1. Life takes me away from the writing world at times, but life brings me words and poetry to capture within my mind and eventually a blank page becomes filled.

    VJ, I always enjoy coming here to see what you’ve been up to. Beautifully used written words tied to a relationship reflection. While you the author know what inspired each carefully laid out word, those of us who read, ponder, apply and connect. Thank you.

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  2. Wow, so much meaning with such diverse words! Love the tie in from the first line to the last two lines. Since back at work, I haven’t had much time to play around with the magnetic poetry.

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