the truth is? yes... it is.

And when you place the jagged edge of your truth
upon my lips, I want you to taste
my sincerity, my purity,
and feel the guileless way I clutch you to me.

I want the lines of my mouth to recall you to a simpler time.
when such concepts
even
mattered.

I lost you long before I met you. There was nothing holding us together
save the treebark texture of your hands
and my stupid, stupid smile.

I broke the teapot’s handle, but then you smashed
it to the ground.

You proceed to blame me
for the lack of tea.

Now I’m here, pressing upon the liquid
latency of my whimsy
as it seeps into the ground.

We didn’t have enough sugar, anyhow.


 

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

See? See what you do? You blend magic and metaphors and make them dance. Here you speak of the purest recollections.. a longing to renew it... Each phrase is like an image in a collection of photos.. hints at the whole... And those last words somehow make me ponder Wonderland.. Brilliant, Kara.. Truly!

[Revery]

This is lovely and brilliant. True poetry in complexity and depth. I love the lines, the metaphors and word combinations that create something far more mysterious and meaningful. Wow.

[Distant horizons]

great write.

[Nishant Gupta]

nice one plsz read mine one too "QUEST OF LIFE"

[George Korolog]

This is a wonderful piece with some great metaphor. In reading this, we can all relate to the fact that we sometimes are in relationships in which we know that we are not connected, yet we stay. I loved "my stupid, stupid smile." In that brief phrase, we can all see the outer lie. I really liked this piece.

[Drea]

Love how you describe lies as the jagged truth placed upon your lips rather than his. The idea comes across as a manipulative individual who not only manufactures his truths; but manages to make them so believable that others will utter his twisted vision in support. The blindness of seeing someone as we would like them to be; rather than how their actions prove them. Until it occurs to us...we don't have any sugar here do we. Wonderful piece Kara!

[joloujanetta]

love how you sweetly came in for the kill...we didn't have enough sugar anyhow.
i smiled at that!

[Ed Rector]

This is sparked p by the last line... i really enjoyed that... thanks for the write and keep them coming...- ed

[TheTattooedPoet]

i absolutely love poetry written with such imagery. amazing. seriously..

[Pippa Stoneheart]

superlike!