The Judge May Not Be Telling the Truth
The morning found me
Runny nose and itchy eyes
The fall
That is so pleasing
Is my nemesis
Yellow tumbles
Down the mountain side
The sky a lovely shade of blue
The words that appear
In my mind’s eye
Disappear just as quickly
I am left in the dark
My hands search for them
I cast my net
In hopes, the words I will find
There it is, that word again
“Truth” and how will we find it
I’m not sure
But with each word untrue
A nose grows a little longer
Now if only that was true
We would not be left wondering
What did you do in high school?
September 25, 2018
9 comments:
Questions remain, enjoyed.
The questions remain. what did I do in high school? I hung out by myself and ignored the idiots around me. I hated high school.
It seems that there were those who were too drunk to remember were they had their hands... or they are well practiced liars.
Oh, being left in the dark is never good. This search for the word i.e. truth takes quite a turn in your words. Nose getting longer, wondering about what we learned in the past: it makes me feel ill at ease.
A very interesting verse.
-HA
Where there's smoke there's fire? And now he's trying to blow the smoke in our eyes? Maybe. Will we ever know? At least he has aroused some interesting reflections here!
(Spring is my hay-fever season, so I am sharing your symptoms form across the globe! Or was, until I went and got a spray yesterday, which will hopefully stop them. A pity that political symptoms are less easily dealt with.)
It's a wonder the whole lot of them dont have noses the length of broomsticks. Lol.
I must have been a terrible liar as a child as my nose is quite large now compared with baby photos! Curiously I don't suffer from hayfever anymore which I did as a child; perhaps my nose grew to be bigger and stronger against the pollen!
I always enjoy your use of colour in poetry.
"He said, she said, which do you believe is telling the truth" always makes me speculate about the realm between truth and lies.
If he grabbed and groped while he was drunk, would he remember?
If she formed pseudomemories under the influence of "medications" while "in therapy," would she ever sort them out?
If she'd formed the same pseudomemories about Barack Obama, would Democrats turn against Obama?
At least this time the target's not an 80-year-old sick patient...
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