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Permutations of Logic

Permutations Of Logic

The     truth   was     concealed    with   many   branches 
hidden  through  flossy  blossoms   unknown roots  to be 
found  holding   swings  charms  and  roundabouts  from 
one  single acorn  to  coax oak and  seedlings once more

Hiding   hidden going   gone   oblivious    and   obviously 
sprouting gently  again from unexpected twiglets’  bright
side   of the sun  dark side  of the moon  meta-morphing
the  bigger  picture  of  life  offshoots  veiled  in  mystery

Some  branches  and  ramifications  were torn  crumbled 
withered like an epitaph of that epic  journey from womb 
to tomb  a foreplay to  afterthoughts hindsight glistening
light  playing  shadows  where  candid  veracity  prevails

The   branches   were    concealed    with   many   truths
hidden through  perceptions un-ventured  thoughts to be
exposed  containing  swings  and  roundabouts from one
singular  premise to  conclusion and take off  once  more

Camouflage Me A Poem contest  -  Theme used: 
The  Truth  Was Concealed With Many Branches
08th August 2016

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Anthony Mark

Date: 8/13/2016 4:36:00 AM

Though a wordy write, and formatted well, I don't really understand the message or the hook..? It's a very sterile impersonal write, that seems to push away rather than engage,....the write itself is clever if studied, so well done for me hat, but readers sometimes want to relate on a personal level! ...Ian

Kai Michael Neumann
Date: 8/13/2016 7:57:00 AM

Anthony, finally someone who puts constructive criticism forward in tune with the reader. Thank you, I need that just as much as encouragement. What I may have meant to express (not too successfully I guess) was that the permutations of logic are often like a multitude of hidden branches and that truths change, yet have a line from acorn to tree. But in any case that message is very hidden and therefore not clear. If you were to read any more of my poems, I would truly appreciate 'positive' negative and intuitive feedback. Thanks again