Lies of a Soothsayer
Are all lies a wicked egress? Perhaps lies can be a comfort when the reality is too dark to accept. A fabrication of fantasy could be the only way to soothe or combat the ever frightening reality! Enjoy and please comment
Lies of a Soothsayer
by Merrianeth MerraminFind me a rocking chair and a stool for my feet
Rock me into a world of deceit with your apparel
Lie to me sweetly, deceive me warmly and tenderly
Suffer not my ears to hear the truth
Shield me from perceiving the doom that lies in wait
Let the mournful and sombre tune die within me
In lieu of it sing thou unto my ailing heart
Speak treachery like the false words of a soothsayer
By coin I shall recompense thee for thy false tongue
Let it not be as they say it shall be
Let it not be what I know it shall be
Look, yonder, the darkest night approaches
Lie to me this moment, I need the pretense
Lie to me softly, lie to me swiftly
Let the words of untruth be as a pillow this night
More from Merrianeth Merramin
Love is in the Air
.jpg)
by Merrianeth Merramin
Adolescence versus reality. The world of toys and football is displaced by the discovery of a strange creature - girls! Witness the pain of the transformation from childhood to teenage hood.
- Oct, 1 2015
- Free Verse
Life in a tomb
by Merrianeth Merramin
What could be more wonderful than an oxymoron, or the fact that a coin has two sides? I mean isn't it wonderful when something thought to be purely one thing shows an opposing side; a beautiful side - making it seem out of place? Enjoy!
- Sep, 30 2015
- Epic Speculative
Waiting for Love
by Merrianeth Merramin
It's not me I'm writing about but it's about the amazing strength of patience that will not relent. Patience once described by William Shakespeare as "Patience that waits upon a monument" - How long would you wait for dead love?
- Oct, 12 2015
- Free Verse
The Lone Star
by Merrianeth Merramin
Can beauty be seen in it's most smallest unit? Like the individual coloured threads in a carpet, can we see the beauty of each one or only in a collective sense? The stars at night can tell of this, enjoy and please comment
- Sep, 27 2015
- Free Verse Speculative
Mother of Warriors
by Merrianeth Merramin
Is there something in our infant years that makes us grow up differently; separates the strong from the weak, the valiant from the cowardly? What makes us the way we are? Or was it something from our mothers' milk??? Enjoy and please comment
- Sep, 23 2015
- Epic Free Verse
The wrath of a serpent
.jpg)
by Merrianeth Merramin
Heart break - what could be more wicked than the end of a season of love? Seen through the eyes of the hurting - the woman who was once a soaring swan is now best described as a slithering snake...
- Oct, 3 2015
- Free Verse
2 COMMENTS
DavidBokolo
September 25, 2015 - 11:30 The truth of lying is that the truth will be waiting when the lie has run it full course. Nice conception N.Merrianeth Merramin
September 25, 2015 - 20:03 That's true David, the ugly truth gets uglier the longer it awaits. Thanks for the comment!