Tag: dVerse

Buried in Lies

~ Candace ~ 4 Comments

Buried in Lies

 

She tried not to lie, but the words tumbled so easily from her lips. She made promises she knew she would never keep. And she was sure no one would ever know.

It began when she was three, all three-year-olds lie, don’t they? It was just a little lie about a cookie. She really wanted that cookie, and everyone thought she was just so cute.

The lies got bigger as she got older, money missing from her mother’s purse, homework “lost” on the bus, her best friend’s misplaced earrings.

Now she would tell the biggest lie of all when she tells herself that those lies never hurt anyone. Here, lying in a satin lined coffin, with no one to mourn her death or shed a tear, alone with only a lifetime of lies for company, she whispered, “Bury me with the lies I told.”

 

Dverse Prosery Monday — Bury Me

Anatomy Lesson

~ Candace ~ 4 Comments

Anatomy Lesson

 

Who knew a beating heart

could make such a rumpus –

that flowing blood could

create swishing

noises as it moves

from one chamber to another,

gently closing the flap behind it.

I listen, waiting to hear

hope, love, joy, echoing

 back to me.

 

Quadrille #230 – Let’s kick up a rumpus!  

 

These Times

~ Candace ~ 13 Comments

These Times

 

I roll my eyes and clench my fists –

watch the news until I can endure no more.

Truth has abandoned society and

left us with madness.

It is the worst of times.

Then the hoot of a barred owl in the woods

calls me to leave it all behind, to

sit outside, to bathe in moonbeams

and breath deeply.

It is the best of times.

 

Poetics: Building from the Broken