Poison Apples

Poison Apples

A Poem by Elizabeth




poison apples
taste sweeter
with sugar

salt in an open wound
tickles
if you close your eyes

and lies are the truth
if you stand
on your head

© 2011 Elizabeth



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three immortal truths

Posted 4 Years Ago


I love the last stanza. It kinda reminds me of a fortune cookie.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Each passage rests on its own canvas of thought... pain mingled in pleasures... a mind playing tricks on itself... a world gone mad... or a world gone sane. Now, which is it I wonder? Stunning.

Posted 4 Years Ago


I really like your style of writing. You pack a punch with a mastery of brevity. Great work.

Posted 5 Years Ago


nice twist of perception, I like it

Posted 5 Years Ago


Brilliant, one of my favorite poems

Posted 5 Years Ago


Nicely done poem...

Posted 5 Years Ago


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this makes sense to me....And I am not standing on my head

Posted 5 Years Ago


Elizabeth

5 Years Ago

Kindred spirits, perhaps :)
Dr. Wood ?

5 Years Ago

could be....I am a little crazy
pain being actually inverted pleasure :) nice

Posted 6 Years Ago


An interesting poem. The title, for one, caught my attention. And the poem, in itself, puts forth a lot of wisdom in a succint way. Well penned. :)

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Elizabeth
Elizabeth

Wonderland, TN



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