Sunday, August 19, 2012

Pensieve of Lies






le chimigramme, pierre cordier, 2007
Wikimedia Commons




an odd kind of tension binds lip to cheek
in the war of love’s words
tumbling over themselves in the dark

I feel the tension grow as I wonder
about the whys of emotive context construed
within a map uncharted
even in the abyss of unknowing

and I am not sure why I wander from room to room
pulling at my lip
and wishing my cheek hid better lies

in an odd way it makes me feel better--
the lies find their pocket
safe to slip out
when the telling of them
is most unexpected
at least by me


copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012
Shared with Poets United Poetry Pantry  and Dverse

72 comments:

  1. I so cannot cope with people who lie to me. I have only ever told white lies to not hurt someone's feelings in the past, was always taught lying is worse than stealing because you can always catch a thief. But, lies in love really cause lasting hurt and sadness. Ouch.

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  2. I really loved the wordings you used in this poem. This was one of my favorites....

    and I am not sure why I wander from room to room
    pulling at my lip
    and wishing my cheek hid better lies

    It was an excellent visual, and it really added impact to the poem. This poem was REALLY clear, in my opinion. I liked it.

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  3. That first stanza drew me in...and the rest kept me there. Great poetry.

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  4. Nice poetry, nice description. Keep it up.:D

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    1. Thank you Sayantini--I so appreciate your read and comments!

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  5. Oh wow, I love this:

    "and I am not sure why I wander from room to room
    pulling at my lip
    and wishing my cheek hid better lies"

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    1. Thank you so much for the read--this line speaks I think---

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  6. Unfortunately, a lie can always seem surprising even if many have preceded it.

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  7. The lies we share with lovers are the worst. Usually it's about making one's past sound less "adventurous" than we would want them to believe...

    The burden weighs heavy on the speaker here. Was it Lincoln who said, "If you always tell the truth, you never have to remember what you said."? Great write, Audrey! Peace, Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/08/20/three-hymns-naming-constellations/

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  8. That's really good. And I especially liked this phrase: "I wander from room to room pulling at my lip
    and wishing my cheek hid better lies."

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  9. I like that line too..."I wander from room to room...." I've always heard that it takes a lot of work to be a chronic liar...keeping track of them all..who you told what to...who isn't supposed to know something... Love that last stanza too...enjoyed this, Audrey.

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    1. Thank you so much Bodhirose! I try to tell the truth--it is a lot simpler

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  10. So nice to meet you through the Pantry. Wonderful writing, and I relate. My face always has my opinion on it and I cant hide it. My grandma was the same - we do not have poker faces!Honest to a fault!

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    1. No--I have no poker face! Thank you--great to meet you too!

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  11. I wish my cheeks hid better lies too! Great poem. :)

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  12. nice one - you have a really interesting style to your work - keep 'em coming

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  13. Lovely lines specially this one:

    pulling at my lip
    and wishing my cheek hid better lies

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  14. what great images you use to make your point...ugh..lies hurt...and make life terribly complicated..

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  15. Lies falling out of your pocket...that's a great image...I'm assuming you don't stoop to pick them up and claim them!

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  16. Lots of wonderful word play in here, love the opening and the theme throughout. Coincidentally I was just pondering the matter of honesty before I sat down to read some of the poems from dVerse tonight. You added to my inner ramblings!

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  17. Nice...I hate lies...good capture.

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    1. Thank you Ayala--your piece really touched me this week

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  18. Great imagery & message. It is so much easier to be honest. I just love this part ... "pulling at my lip / and wishing my cheek hid better lies".

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    1. It is easier to be honest--but sometimes that lesson is learned the hard way

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  19. pulling at my lip
    and wishing my cheek hid better lies
    great lines Audrey -
    sensed the real struggle - lib

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  20. also love the pulling at my lip/and wishing my cheek hid better lies. Very well done.

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  21. wandering room to room and the lies slipping out your pockets....nice flow in this...and nice imagery as well...why do we need to lie? what is it we hide? and why does it become so much easier with time?

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  22. I think we have those moments when we come face-to-face with the reality of who we really are and the wish to dump that personna and the illusions she wears.

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    1. I think we have many of those moments---and can redeem ourselves again and again--thank you Victoria

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  23. thank you for sharing this.

    Wander

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    1. and thank you for reading and commenting--much appreciated!

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  24. I can imagine the pacing - the lie falling from the pocket - very nice. K

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  25. Ick, tonight I had to come face to face and share truths with the face of lies tonight. He just seems to cover it over with more. When does it come time that you bury yourself so much and there's no more dirt to bury yourself with? You're left at the bottom, alone.

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  26. Wonderful - and I am not sure why I wander from room to room
    pulling at my lip
    and wishing my cheek hid better lies


    All good though. k.

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  27. I love the mood you've created... mysterious and cunning.

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  28. I like the way that you characterize an abstract concept - lies - with an almost-palpable taste and texture that pushes out against the lips and cheeks, and chokes the bearer.

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  29. really strong and effective stanzas. Great transitioning between each, all building to an excellent read. Thanks

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  30. "Tell me lies tell me sweet little lies"..Fleetwood Mac song
    Sometimes they are music to an ear.

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  31. Audrey, I love the last two stanzas to this piece.A great visual you have created here. Wonderful flow throughout. Thanks for visiting me and commenting. It's a pleasure to meet you.

    Pamela

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  32. I really like this, Audrey! The lies slipping out the pocket, my favorite part.

    Awesomeness in the cheek too!

    xo

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  33. I really enjoy the body kanguage you convey- the way you make this a physical poem and not just a conceptual one (if that makes sense)-Just brings to life those emotions that surround this whole sentiment so well

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  34. Often we do surprise ourselves when it comes to matters of the heart.

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  35. interesting write... so thoughtful

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    1. Thank you so much for the read and comments--greatly appreciated

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  36. interesting write... so thoughtful

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