Curl me not

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Curl me not, towards warmth or affection
rather comfort me with cold and hard facts.
I can feel pretense building up brick walls,
as though petals of orchid afore its bloom.
Every moment that passes, we breathe in
veracity; let us make it worthwhile.”



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Posted for Quadrille 23 @ dVerse Pub

& on Sunday Standard @ Lunch Break

also on Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads

52 Replies to “Curl me not”

  1. Sometimes the facts are the one that bring us closer… but we are often cowards when it comes to saying them

  2. A very interesting and brave affirmation, I am trying to remember when have I heard something similar being spoken or exclaimed around me, and I wound up blank. It makes me think what your poem should also be is a suggestion, an invitation for more of us not to just live in the now, but also THINK of the now.

  3. Made me think of this.
    “Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates:

    At the first gate, ask yourself “Is is true?”

    At the second gate ask, “Is it necessary?”

    At the third gate ask, “Is it kind?”

    ~ Rumi

  4. we breathe in
    veracity; let us make it worthwhile.”

    yes indeed , the situation of acceptance is far often, the preferred choice; but I do agree we still have the option of opinion and the vehicle of poetry

    much love…

  5. Yes, I feel this sometimes – the need to curl, then to breathe. I think we all need truth in the midst of the gray….getting through it is what takes our strongest will. I like the word you used — “veracity” — indeed, we need that to break down walls. A thoughtful piece – thanks for sharing.

      1. In the end it is better to know the truth, unpalatable though it may be…the clarity makes life a little easier. I like this poem very much. Well done !

  6. this straight-forward piece of comfort vs cold veracity is a little different from what i am accustomed from some other pieces you have written, so to that, i applaud you because it was effective in that it took me from comfort to cold veracity.

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