Day 2’s prompt: Write a ‘what he/she said’ poem.
Gossip and mumblings
Get lost in the wash,
Whatever he said
Twisted into a tall tale,
Whatever she said
Warped into wicked lies,
Harmless chatter comes out
As soiled, dirty whispers,
Creased and crumpled
To an inch of their life,
Until the truth is lost,
Like so many phantom socks.
Last year’s prompt for Day 2: Write a ‘secret’ poem.
I stow them away like riches,
Some hide in dusty old drawers,
Others slip into crumpled notes,
Shades of my soul I dare not share.
Those dark streaks we paint over,
Or the soft side we musn’t show,
The secret lives behind the shroud
That slay statures if bought to light.
The constant challenge to conceal
Is the chain binding us cryptics
To speak in code, hushed tones
So that the other self stays buried.
It may threaten to claw out
Of the deceptive soil we made.
Thus we pile on more and more,
So lies grow, and truth is choked.
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