LET HIM GO

LET HIM GO

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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Lies, deceit

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LET HIM GO


My muse of the cosmos


sucks me out of the cradle


our skin, blue from fright


she purges his lies, deceit


tethers my broken spirit


through misty clouds


to a veiled pose


unable to trace me

 

I squint through broken shadows


to retrieve his face


she whispers his devilish ethos


treasure afresh, she mutters


if he deludes you, let him go

 

 

 

© 2021 Betty Hermelee


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A short poem with great meaning, enjoyed it.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you for visiting and reviewing, appreciate it.
Best, Betty
This is a really good write, lies and deceit can hurt, good topic to write about.... really enjoyed this

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thanks so much for your review.
Best, Betty
My mind visualized tethers of loss , wrapped so tight around your veil I could just make out your pose. Frightened. Defeated. Excellent imagery!

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thank you WMR for your thoughtful review
Best
Betty
This is wonderful Betty, enjoyed this

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thanks so much for your review
Best
B.
All people should have such a muse. Maybe they do actually; many people are able to feel when certain things about a partner are just not right. Then is the time to seriously explore options. Sadly, many do not, possibly out of fear. Eventually, they live to regret not listening to their intuition. Go with your gut.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thanks John, great review!!!
Best, B.
I loved the poetry dear Betty. Like a secret whisper, needed to be heard. I had to read again. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much John for your thoughts too.
Best to you,
B.
Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Hello dear Betty and you are welcome.
geez, when everyone deceives us including our muse.
It is time for us to fly...living with total mistrust...hard to do.

I feel in the song by Steppenwolf, Monster.
"America, where are you now, don't you care about your sons and daughters?"
We can't fight alone against the monster...and the lies and deceit are winning the battle.
this is such an important poem, Betty.
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thanks Appreciate the fine review....
I believe the muse was trying to pull her away from him.. read more
dear Betty... there surely must have been a better way. However, we are where we are... and how do we mend the torn fences and loss of accounting. Perhaps there is some rethinking... very late, but nonetheless worth beginning to mend the undoing... with our heart and soul-- we can insist on doing "Good" and keeping out the "Evil"; Our children deserve a Brighter future with Laws to forbid the Unjust Violence and support the Laws that provide a Safe and Secure environment. This is what America is all about. Amen

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Dearest Pat, I wish the world had no cruelty in it, but it does, and we hope to men it, but it still.. read more
Dear Betty, your muse is on fire with this short write. And how right she is. Anyone who breaks a person's spirit doesn't deserve their loving heart. Let them go for sure. Sound advice.

Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thanks Chris, you're spot on....if something is wrong, "let him go" and the muse helped her exit the.. read more
'deceit tethers my broken spirit'...wow...what an impact, along with devilish ethos.
those misty clouds in this poem have heft, weight, densities and tears...like our northwest waves from a pacific ocean

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thank you Albee for your thoughtful review, much appreciated.
Best, B

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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..

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