Monday, April 30, 2007

Poetry Train Monday

All aboard for another session of Rhian's Poetry Train.
Gots lots on my mind these days (see Saturday's post) and am not in the mood to write new stuff so here's one from my dusty past.
I was rather angry when I wrote it -- in case you couldn't tell ...

LIES

How dare you look me in the face and tell me all those lies

It’s the one thing about you I absolutely despise

You might not think it’s bad

Twisting facts to suit you

But you erode my respect

Shake the foundation

Of our tenuous relation

Look me in the eye

It comes so easy

How much practice have you had

If you though you could hide your dirty tricks

You should have picked a stupider chick

To you they’re little and white

To me their black and oozing

A cancerous growth that eats my soul

You used to have integrity and my respect

Now everything you do, I suspect

My chest squeezes tighter with every one you tell

Because you do it, looking into my eyes

How do you feel inside

What secrets do I harbor

None from you, except my crumbling ardor

copyright P.Watkinson 2006
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Gah! Blogger has simply ignored all the formatting!

And I must offer up my apologies -- I've been a bad blog-buddy these past few days... I've been lurking but not commenting.
Hope to be back to my formal chatty self in a few days :(

8 comments:

Rhian / Crowwoman said...

oooooh yeah! been there - done that and can totally relate to this poem! Don't forget to sign in on my blog so peeps know to pop by and read this. xxx rhi

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Lying's my one big no-no, too. Nothing makes me hit the roof faster than a good, old-fashioned lie that I'm supposed to believe.

Now, a good wild exaggeration, on the other hand, is perfectly fine; you know what it is and are just going for drama, not belief.

Feel better, babe. You're allowed a funk, of course, but that doesn't mean you're not missed!

Thomma Lyn said...

I've missed you too, Wylie! I hope you feel better soon. If you need to talk, you know where I am. :)

And I like the poem and its riled-up, angry energy!

RED GARNIER said...

Love the poem!!

Ahd Wylie we already miss you! Come back to us soon!!!

Red

Amy Ruttan said...

I've been lurking too.

Who was that poem directed too?

I feel the same way about liars. Great poem.

STAK said...

remind me to never piss you off.....

Laughing Muse said...

Nice poetry!!

I've had a slow week, as well. I've been getting the home office organized, swearing at hardware, braiding power cords, and trying to keep the cats from making the knots even more complex.

Hopefully, by next week, I'll be able to re-establish a routine!

(Carrots of the Pyrabbean...*snert*)

Wylie Kinson said...

Amy,... if I told you, I'd have to kill you later.

TL - Thanks!! It's been an emotionally heavy weekend... H&P

Stak - EXACTLY :)

L.M. - we all have 'em! So why do I feel somehow guilty for not being around. Not like I'm disappointing my legions of adoring fans *double snert* ;)