
Hidden Treasure
We are the ones that dwell within,
and what we keep hidden from each other
forms the mystery that keeps us coming back for more.
Like the relish that enhances the main course.
Like the dessert at the end of the meal,
not the real nourishment, but rather
a reward for putting up with the day-to-day
ragtag repetitions, irritations, boredoms
of knowing each other so well.
The loyalties, down to the heart honesties,
those passions held in common, those trials shared
are the meals we feed each other day-by-day.
But what person does not need, as well,
the thrill of the unopened package,
the darkness hidden under the stairs?
“Where we’re going, we don’t need eyes to see” – Sam Neill, Event Horizon (1997)
“We are the ones that dwell within” – The Exorcism of Emily Rose (2005)
“Thrill me” – Night of the Creeps (1986) These are the three lines I chose for dVerse Poets
Above are the three sentences I chose for the dVerse Poets promt. Let’ see which won out.
Oh so well done Judy
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Thanks, Sadje. Your comment is my reward!!
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You’re always very welcome
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I know because you always tell me I am!! ;o)
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❤️❤️❤️
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Your hidden treasure resonates with me, Judy. We have to keep something back to keep them interested. I like the way you explored that, especially in the lines: ‘Like the relish that enhances the main course.
Like the dessert at the end of the meal,
not the real nourishment, but rather
a reward for putting up with the day-to-day’.
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Thanks, Kim. Glad it resonated with you.
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You’re welcome, Judy!
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I don’t think we do is consciously. There are just some things in our natures that enjoy being kept private. Or perhaps just that the correct situation hasn’t occured to bring them to light.
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That “hidden treasure ” is the secret sauce.
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Nice one
Thanks for dropping by my blog
much♡love
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And thanks for dropping by mine, Gillena.
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We have to hold back something and have some mystery. Well done, Judy!
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Indeed… we cannot give everything away. mysteries keep us alive.
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A great poem, Judy. It is the spice of life. The dark side can be a little unsettling!
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I have found that to be absolutely true in a few frightening cases, but I’m not really talking about that sinister side. Just the mysterious one…;o)
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Yes, it does make life interesting!
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Good one, Judy.
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Thanks, Lisa…
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You’re welcome.
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Judy, I really like how this moves from the familiar rhythms of daily life to that final “darkness hidden under the stairs.”
It feels quietly true about love and mystery.
~David
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Thanks, Davidd.
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🤗
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like the relish. Yes. That is good motivation. Love your words.
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Thanks, Selma.
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A few secrets left to uncover are good to spark our curious side. Nice one, Judy.
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Gracias. ;o)
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This is exquisitely drawn, Judy! I especially admire this part; “Like the dessert at the end of the meal, not the real nourishment, but rather a reward for putting up with the day-to-day ragtag repetitions.” ❤️
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Thanks, Sanaa.
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