Between The Lines

A person with an internal locus of control believes that he or she can influence events and their outcomes

Between The Lines

Your false words

Of soft silken tassels

Caressingly deceived

My internal instinct

And clouded

My sagacious judgement

Thus blinded me

To the vacuity abbess

That lay stealthily

Between the lines

Your internal

Locus of control was strong

Turning outcomes

In only one direction

Hence favouring

Your greedy gratifications

Without a consequence

To my emotions

Resulting in

A brutal shredding of my heart

With hindsight

I should have seen it coming

But hopeful love

Makes you powerless to see faults

And as these scars

Begin to heal and fade away

If opportunity

Presents itself in future

I will be diligent

Of anything between the lines

Copyright @ Phillozofee 2018

Reviews

[Lorry]

History is written by the victors, not the most honest.
Superb piece Sette, which points out something I only recently found out, how two nations could write such different stories about the same thing. I was talking to an American friend, who was pretty “up” on the subject and it gave me such a different perspective.
Growing up in Britain, I was used to family tales of suffering, rations and night time blitzes, (The town I live in had only seven houses left standing at the end of the war, due to being near the river, where all the ships were built) We even have a museum of the blitz just along the road, as well as a memorial to the Polish fisherman who saved untold lives by shining their lights in the most unselfish of acts, to take the bombs away from the town.
Her perspective of it was much different, with family members telling of how they thought their boys were on vacation, until the brutal reality was shown for all to see. One thing is for sure though, we couldn’t have done it without all the allies, brought together by the single fact that we should unite against evil. I for one am proud of what we all achieved, it is just a pity that it is always war that brings out the best in people. Just think what we could achieve with the same attitude in peace time.

[Lorry]

Apologies Phil, I was trying to review offline because the trains wifi kept cutting out and ended up making a mess of it.

[Maxwell Ryder]

vacuous abbess in her abbey?

[Stella Armour]

It is true that love is blind.... but broken hearts don't always keep mending, sometimes they just curl up and hide themselves away. Between the lines are powerful forces of persuasion...

[Shattered Rose]

OMFG this is AMAZING. This is so simple, yet so deep,I can't believe i'm so touched by a few words. You have true talent.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Great poem my friend. How many of us become blindsided by love...yes, we don’t read “Between The Lines” or we do and don’t want to process the message. Words dissect and render feelings splayed, bleeding-“a brutal shredding of my heart”. Hard lessons learned hard. Poignant, allegorical write. Kudos!

[Alister Blain]

I didn't come here for the feel!
but
maybe
I did
GREAT JOB PHILL!

[Ardra]

But hopeful love
Makes you powerless to see faults

So true .... Phill...sometimes...it's just hope... maybe that complicates the in between lines...:)

[Robin Saxon]

Loved the last four lines. Once bitten etc.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

"Powerless to see fault" - indeed is the way when emotion, lust and wanting urge combine, well done, good read.

[Pete]

that's where the truth hides. some great words in this. nice job Phill ... :)