Poem: Little Lies

Lena  speaks   the  unreaL
In   her  riddles  that  I
Take  literally  in  trusT
To  believe  in  her  thaT 
Love leads not to betrayaL
Even  when I see  it  herE

Lately  I  don’t  know  how  I  feeL
In  the  tangled  emotional  tsunamI
Escaping  from   behind  her   smilE
Secretly hiding more than she shareS

Since I did an acrostic poem yesterday, for Lillian’s acrostic plus poem prompt over at dVerse, I decided to do acrostic plus plus, where both ends of the stanza form the acrostic.


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20 thoughts on “Poem: Little Lies

  1. Oh my, you are ambitious! The poem is awesome, especially that ending. You might be surprised what people see that you think that you are hiding. Likewise, you might be surprised that what is revealed is just a veil…

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    1. I often think about this quote from Freud, which I’ve found to be mostly true—“He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.”

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      1. The first part of the quote seems to contradict the rest, (maybe it’s a matter of semantics) but I agree with the second part. All that is left is confirmation, which will come with time.

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  2. It is sad how others hide from us what we can figure out and see for ourselves. Sometimes, it’s just that obvious and it’s shameful when people try to play us like fools. Very beautifully and evocatively written, and how you kept your unique style in acrostic form (both ways, I might add) is an amazing feat. My hat is off to you!

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