my lips' life sentence
superficial as the epidermis
a fib to my quintessence
I paste on this expression
misrepresentation of my core
witnessed too much recession
for it to be much more.
**A poem for One Shot Wednesday. Take a gander over there; it is a great place to post your poetry, get some feedback, meet some talented poets, and read some fantastic treats.
**the photo I am using is one I found on Google images.
The title sums it up perfectly...love your whole blog Caty! Thanks for all the encouragment over at mine. :-)
ReplyDeleteooo what a great fit to the picture - wow strong words.
ReplyDeleteLove the honesty of this piece
thanks for sharing with One Shot
Moonie smiles
I enjoy your playing with the sound of words.
ReplyDeleteshort and as sharp as the crack of a whip...wicked flow caty....
ReplyDeleteI tasted the orange slice as I read your poem and then I tasted the sadness of having to wear a false smile. That poem packs a powerful punch. It amazes me how much one can feel with such few words.
ReplyDelete"witnessed too much recession
ReplyDeletefor it to be much more..."
Think you just summed up the smile many of us at this juncture. Nice write!
Caty...
ReplyDeleteThis is like the Gettysburg Address of poems.
Succinct, powerful, and awesome.
Fantastic Job My Friend
beautiful - poignant!
ReplyDeletegreat One Shot
:)
So beautiful, Caty! Well done.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right caty, what is the use of crying ha! beautiful..:)
ReplyDeletePowerful. You show deep emotion here. I played today too.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to this very much... and I feel your pain and your verse convey it much more powerfully....
ReplyDeleteLoss of something is not permanent. Either it gets fulfilled again or its not needed later on...
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Om Namah Shivaya
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I read another One Shot about smiles and smiling... I always want my smile to be genuine, so sometimes I just don't smile. Nice One Shot!
ReplyDeleteThis is a very powerful piece. It shoots straight to the heart. A family member used to tell me I had a "look" that I got when having to deal with someone I didn't like. The smile you describe was a key part of it, I think.
ReplyDeletethe image...the words...the title...a lot to think about in this powerful statement...well written...cheers pete
ReplyDeleteWhen life hands you oranges, make...orange...
ReplyDeletewait. when life hands you pulp, make orange stuff out of....
no.
okay okay, I got it. okay...
flower orangement classes are starting...wait, that's "arrangement", sorry...
Orange you glad I stopped by? ;-)
for me, hope rises when i find i am smiling through my tears. it is always a comforting surprise. gorgeous writing and sentiment!
ReplyDeleteDirect, like a punch to the face - excellent.
ReplyDeletebeautiful metaphor.
ReplyDeletelove the way you nail it.
keep it up.
Please link in a poem to Jingle poetry potluck tonight,
ReplyDeleteany old poem is welcome.
get in as soon as we are open, make it fun.
Happy Sunday Evening.
u rock.
xxx
I liked this. Orange Slice smile sounds pretty sweet to me - at least you're not wearing a "sour" expression like so many others. Great image!
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