I must take umbrage over those words
that you have shared with all the world.
My deepest secrets, revealed, I thought, to you alone––
lie here, their magic lost,
trapped in tabloids––worthless
except as wraps for fish and chips.
A Cherita, for dVerse Poets Thanks to Matthew Reyes for use of his image on unsplash and to Forgottenman for his additional prompt “umbrage.”
See other poems for this prompt HERE.
Double Betrayal
Her thoughts in parting were most candid,
her emotions, clearly branded
on her face. They reprimanded
him for how he cruelly stranded
her within their love affair—
how he left her standing there
alone, heartbroken, vulnerable.
How he’d burst her true love’s bubble.
Thus was her earlier promise broken
before a single word was spoken
when she met them, face to face,
engaged in intimate embrace—
that one who was to be her mister
with her faithless younger sister.
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The Betrayal
There is a story hidden
In the majolica mug
that sits on the
terraza table.
Pasiano the gardener
drinks echinacea tea
with honey
from this cup,
coughs loudly
behind the hand
that does not cradle
a telephone.
His sly smile
betrays a love story
as clearly as the small child
who sometimes
accompanies him to work.
Some senora’s, he tells me,
but the child has
his eyes and solid legs,
his shy manner,
lives with his mother
and her husband,
but sits on my steps
with a sugar cookie––
betraying
no more secrets
on purpose
than his father does.
This is a rewrite of a poem written 5 years ago. The prompt word today is betrayed.
Crowded Secret
This secret
shared with only you
has become crowded.
Like a party with too many guests,
it spills up the staircase
and into private rooms.
This secret with only room for two
has nudged you out of my confidence
as this one and this one and this one
crowd in to offer advice
just as though
they had been invited.
This prompt “”Crowded Secret” was generated by a new prompt site. Go HERE to use it.
Today’s WordPress prompt may be found HERE.
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