Truth

TRUTH

don’t dare speak the truth
there will be subtle thunder
as your words hit home
areas thought innocent
were seeded    now breaking forth

storm is upon you
as fits your life’s position
blasts both great or small
truth is a can opener
a can filled with subterfuge

introspectiontanka

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Michelle Mac Donald

May 7, 2011 at 9:42 AM

Ignorance can be bliss, Daver? You'll know that I can't figure this out..hehe Perhaps someone laying low, trying to act innocent? It could be politically, family, or poetically motivated? Now you got me thinking! Dawson is a college in Montreal where creepy man went in and started shooting poeple. What miffed me afterward were the pics of him from a site, where he was cradling his gun. He shot himself at the end of this tirade. Love, Mikki

Kash Poet

February 23, 2011 at 2:29 AM

How true the above words are!Nice Tanka----enjoyed.

Gert W. Knop

February 20, 2011 at 6:40 AM

Hi Dave, thank you for your congrats! I enjoyed much the read of thes two so well penned Tanka! And thank you for your kind comment on "Roadside". Have a nice week! Love, Gert

February 19, 2011 at 11:37 AM

What a thought provoking piece. It's funny how people are threatened by the truth. Guess they like to live in their bubbles of excuses. Well written poem. Thank you for sharing it and for your kind comment. Karen

Manoel Neto

February 19, 2011 at 6:39 AM

Tell me the truth, Dave... can opener with all the subterfuge. Loved the poem!

Elaine George

February 18, 2011 at 12:58 AM

You got that right! Great writing as always, dear Daver. Lainie

Andrea Dietrich

February 16, 2011 at 4:29 PM

oh, yes, opening a can of words is what I get from this powerhouse pair of tankas, DAver! Sometimes it's better to stay quiet!

James Foulk

February 16, 2011 at 11:28 AM

a vert funny piece you wrote as always, take care and have a great day.

Carolyn Devonshire

February 16, 2011 at 10:42 AM

Ooooh, "a canfilled with subterfuge." Very compelling statement, my dear "Winter's Weed." You are by no means a weed of any sort. You are smart, funny and write like a young man! Sometimes when we tell the truth, people don't really want to hear it. Funny, isn't it? Love, Carolyn