TRUTH OR SECRETSA Poem by Betty Hermeleeanother melodramaTRUTH OR SECRETS
After our evening tryst He appears to be content with our intimacy As I am Apart from my distress over His brief time to depart again It does not seem to trouble him That a long-distance disunion is upon us
His mood is notably divergent from mine He speaks genuinely about The war and his soldier friends Well nigh as if he affixes with them It prompts a kind of envy in me As if his farewell is merely A peck on the cheek
I, by contrast, behold it As a heart-rendering event A splitting of the souls A moment of extreme setback Despite that I simply cannot uncover My true feelings to him Or he will judge pitifully of me He encourages me to be bold and courageous As if to transform myself into a personage Of a different visage Which is a contrariety, and an absurdity.
Be that as it may We spend the next two days frolicking Like two teenagers, walking arm in arm Kissing every three minutes Trotting along, then a quick tryst on the grass Laughing, tasting each other’s spices It all resembles a fable If it were only eternal
The moment arrives to say farewell again I scantily slept the previous eve My sentiments are locked up with a key to My most inner being One day, perhaps, in a letter I will divulge my precise frame of mind Take my chance that my soldier will swallow The authentic me
© 2023 Betty HermeleeAuthor's Note
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20 Reviews Added on May 24, 2023 Last Updated on May 24, 2023 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy 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..Writing
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