“Everything that deceives may be said to enchant.” —Plato
It is the lie’s intention.
Cloak your untruth in something glorious,
something shiny that I’ll really believe.
I do, don’t I?
I believe almost everything you tell me,
and then some.
Maybe there is something to Plato’s edict.
Maybe you are a lying tramp.
More like a black widow.
Spinning a web of lies
so you can suck out souls
to nourish your existence
fed on the lifeblood captured
by the fruit of your tempting deception.
Brenda Warren 2012
NaPoWriMo Day 11, Yes eleven poems in eleven days. I’m rocking it!
No prompt: this was inspired by the recent public break up of a Facebook friend and her girlfriend (and a need to write something for Day 11).
You ARE rocking it. Love the title as well 🙂
Black widows are everywhere; but it is sad when they make an ugly scene somewhere in public, such as FB. A strong psychological write, Brenda. Here is mine:
I agree, Mary. I can’t believe how easily people share their personal angst in a public forum. Now that I think about it, maybe that’s what a poetry blog is…LOL
Some terrific biting lines in this one, Brenda, people can be so deceitful at times. As Viv says “real poetry”.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Pamela. I appreciate your visits. .
Ha! This is delightful and so, so true to point. I wish I could share this with the ‘blood-sucker’ I work with! Just the other day this ‘spider’ was spinning tales out of school – and now thinks I owe a favor. But I knew from the moment she started speaking to me that there was a web of deceit …I wasn’t born yesterday! Thanks for the reality chuckle!
Thank you, Jules. So glad this spoke to you.
Ahh, the soul-sucking enchantress! You rocked this poem, Brenda! And I love that it was inspired by Facebook!
Thank you, Marianne. It fascinates me what some people are willing to post about their lives….but hey, it’s fodder for poetry. 🙂
You’re so rocking it Brenda. This poem is as amazing as the last one. The style of it, I mean. I dig this style of yours. Anything or anyone that is soul-sucking is simply awful. And it’s something you feel, when you go near a person like that. I mean, life is too short to give more thought to soul-suckers.
Thanks for your enthusiasm Irene. I agree about the soul suckers, and feeling them. Speaking of that, I have to go to work today…there’s this colleague I have, down the hall…. (soul sucker!). Have a great day, Irene. I’ll go spread sunshine at school. 🙂
What a wonderful poem. Real poetry. Admiration winging its way to you.