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artifice

I see it happen everywhere, always
in artificial smiles, sweet as aspartame

and I wonder what price their soul pays
to win in a self-promoting but soul destroying game

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  1. Date: 1/20/2011 10:58:00 AM

    The artificial quality that some people display is described perfectly in your poem, Stephen. I especially love the last two lines -- riviting! What price indeed? It's a game that has no winners really. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 1/19/2011 10:07:00 PM

    I dislike superficiality in us humas as as much as I do artificial sweeetners..and I could swear that I can always feel it, Stephen. And I know they must be real miserable most of the time. Amazing insight, gentle fury. Always, Annalise

  1. Date: 1/19/2011 9:37:00 PM

    good one, Stephen. Actually that asparame sucks (compared to sugar. haha) Yes, you chose a good one for false sweetness. LUv, Andrea

  1. Date: 1/19/2011 8:29:00 AM

    Amazing and thought provoking...yes I feel this one. I guess we are only fooling ourselves. Thanks for sharing. Jod!e Q

  1. Date: 1/19/2011 5:26:00 AM

    Intense and powerful lines Gentle Fury ..this one shines bright with a great message ... enjoyed my friend with luv..

  1. Date: 1/19/2011 2:56:00 AM

    Nice expressions on the artifice , Stephen. it's a human trait or a flaw in general