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The scintilla of doubt
that wormed its way into your mind
if only it were aliferous!
alas! it has sowed a seed of suspicion

I see the crease of frown on your forehead
as you slip uneasily into dormiveglia
I hear the susurration of your brain
as it wrests with your heart

my defence is bare truth
which may sound unbelievable
but I can’t utter gilded lies.

Written for dVerse poetics. Today’s host, Mish, has challenged us to use some uncommon words. You can read more about it here.

Also for Eugi’s moonwashed weekly challenge.


52 thoughts on “Mistrust

  1. Mistrust can be a tangled web indeed. I like the way the prompt words slipped into the theme of your poem, especially ” I hear the susurration of your brain as it wrests with your heart”

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  2. ….”gilded lies’.

    I have found that truth is not always welcome.
    Sometimes silence is the better option.
    If only politcians could promote their own deeds and not slander those they run against. But what would we do without the gossip?
    I think we would all be better off.

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