Abandoned Before Spring Tortoise shell eyes withdraw from injury which a Puritan pride all but demands. But gospel glances hint of perjury - if discovered, will bring harsh reprimands. Your puff adder pout indicates a slit, an infection that cries for attention. You grow strange as if taken by a fit and seem troubled by mere conversation. Lace nightgowns know your damp sunrise dream dew which breaks a spring in your heart to flow slow seeking the roots of an oak or green yew. You tell half of the mysteries you show. You know that the solemn secret shared true is best kept in fragile balance by two.
False Fiasco Who can touch the water of rain storm eyes without some offhand guess as to the fault? If one tries to remove the salty lies there is no set means to gradually halt the mental atmospheric scar tissue balance which has been so quickly upset. Who could have thought that any such issue in the small space of time boundary set could explode as a summer time shower and catch me so without explanation. I can think of no power so sour as false tears used in manipulation. The actress who plays her part on the stage will one day find no script or written page.
R. Gerry Fabian is a retired English instructor. As a poet and novelist, he has been publishing his writing since 1972 in various literary magazines. His web page is https://rgerryfabian.wordpress.com and his Twitter handle is @GerryFabian2. He has published three books of his published poems, Parallels, Coming Out Of The Atlantic and Electronic Forecasts. In addition, he has published three novels. They are: Getting Lucky (The Story), Memphis Masquerade, and Seventh Sense. All these books are available both as ebooks and paperbacks at all publishers including Amazon, Apple Books and Barnes and Noble. He lives in Doylestown, PA.
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