Façade

Self-convincing deceptions

We make and accept in Life

Each one pricks as a tiny cut

an almost imperceptible wound

We wound our deepest self

To choose what lie we will

Tending gardens of our hearts

As the nightingale weeps a lonely song

The flowers are melancholy

That content, we lose the dream

Bleeding drawn by pricking thorns

With putrescence we cultivate roses

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i miss your writings...there are never enough of them.
Yes, it's a lonely song when we make our way through life by pricking others with thorny lies and deceit...how can we rest comfortably..the imperceptible wounds are more noticeable than we may understand.
love the wording here...and the depth...
j.

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks.

It's lonelier still when we sink our selves among those thorny lies, accepting the pricking… the wounds the costs compounding to Self. It's something we all do to "just get along" and "keep the peace" because "that's just the way things are" -- or, so we're taught in this life.

[willweb]

Like the saying, the bark is worse than the bite, but you don't know until you attempt to touch it. Life is like that I guess.

[MomzillaNC]

Yes, life can be a slog and we can create beauty from the muck -- but it won't be easy to get there. Thanks for reading.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh I really love this. We are our own worst enemy armed with fear, doubt andassuning we do.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. Yes, we are our own worst enemies, both as individuals and as a species.

[Pryde Foltz]

"Bleeding drawn by pricking thorns
With putrescence we cultivate roses"

I wondered if you were still posting here. I was about to go looking on your profile and then you popped up on in my feed. I am back among the WC fold. Nice to be back and super nice to see you here too, sister poet:):):)Loved this one:)

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks, Pryde. It's good to see you back.

Yeah, I'm still hanging about. I don't do read requests any longer. But, I do review for review. I just found with read requests, I was reading a lot of other people's work without reciprocation from most of them. It seems everyone wants to friend you so they can send you read requests, then just drop you from their attention the rest of time; so, I don't accept new friend requests either.

[MomzillaNC]

BTW, Pryde, did you see the spoken word reading of this poem?

[DAH]

Deception, in any form, shows a lack of dignity, and your poem
speaks volumes about this lack of ...

I love this line:
"Each one pricks as a tiny cut
an almost imperceptible wound"

Bravo, Poet!
DAH

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you so much!

[DAH]

My pleasure!

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks again. Sorry, but I declined your "friend" request. I don't bother with them any longer. I always read and critique for reads/critiques, however.

[DAH]

decline is a state of crumbling.

I understand ...

[Robert Trakofler]

i try to never keep my self deceptions in stasis they are ever evolving temporary conclusions the blood pools are still there but the blossoms behind them are quickly forgotten to make room for new ones my hands are covered in mysterious wounds but i cant seem to help myself I keep looking for more blossoms:)

[MomzillaNC]

Break it down to lines, and you've composed a new poem. 😎

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I think we all choose to ignore certain wrong doings in our life to make life more simple, but we are only deceiving ourselves.

[MomzillaNC]

Definitely. Thanks.