“Turkey Vultures”
Painting by jonshaw
From imgur.com
what treasons of the heart
turn great nations to ruin
they are always the lies
from the handsomest mouths
made to taste like the truth
whose proof comes too late
when the sovereign flesh
half-picked from sweet bones
feeds a hag volt of vultures
mangy with quills dripping
sanguine stark words filling
bloodlines of civic obituary
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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Poesy plus Polemics 
Isn’t that the truth!
Love this poem!
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pleased that you enjoyed it
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Biting . . .
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lies can feel like that
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Well said – immaculately put to words.
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cheers
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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great description of deception, the warnings we so often ignore, great wisdom, blessings, if we dont encourage what is good, what are we doing instead, amen
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I appreciate your thoughtful comment
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Fabulous, fabulous, fabulous.
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thank you thrice
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There truly is wisdom to it. Reminds me of a quote from the Edda: “Speak well or be silent” Can’t really put my finger on why it came to my mind though 😀
best wishes
ARC
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if we followed Snorri’s words, there would be no lies told, I suppose
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If only. On the other hand I watched a movie some time ago called “The invention of lying”. Not sure if you are familiar with it but it deals with society without lies. It puts forward the thesis that little lies are like the oil of social convention and interaction. Plausible and interesting thought yet also very demotivating if you think what this means for humanity 😀
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sounds quite fascinating
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Jaded? I don’t think so.
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nah – just straight up cynical
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Ain’t it the truth???
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to our great misfortune
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Reblogged this on Underground Energy.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Very powerful message so very eloquently expressed.
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appreciate that very much
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powerful with wonderful imagery!
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thanks kindly, cindy
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Well put- and ouch. This should rise to the “heights” for all to see.
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much appreciated
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This one is so candid. It reminds me of my government or of candidates during elections.
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we suffer a universal affliction
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