Veronica Joseph Poet Free verse

Anything But a Liar

she cried for her child never born
never conceived
for loyalty misplaced 
in a wife married in haste and guilt
repented in all the good years of leisure
sick of himself for excuses
made 
to avoid the horror of
reality
she was a relentless ***** and master manipulator
never a good friend or real 
wife
never anything but a 
liar

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Vince Suzadail Jr. June 13, 2009 at 6:50 AM Tough write. Sometimes it's more dependency than love that keeps two together. This was a look at the "horror of reality." Vince

Denis Joe February 5, 2009 at 5:14 AM 'sick of himself for excuses' is great. It allows the poem to exude a sonnet form as that line suggests a turn in the narrative from the inner feeling to the way that feeling is interpretated. I think that the lack of grammatic rules also gives a sense of anarchy (anything goes) to the poem. Well structured and a very punchy poem.