Your mouth moves at a rapid pace.

The words simply seem to fall out.

This oral dance is impressive.

But you have yet to comprehend,

Twisted lies don’t turn into truth.




About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on January 12, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 25 Comments.

  1. Lies certainly dont and certainly cant turn into truth. Great piece!

  2. Thanks for following my blog JK. I look forward to exploring your poetry, as well. Cheers for a wonderful 2015!

  3. Reblogged this on OJC BEHAVIOR and commented:
    Love this.

  4. Great poem, it reminds me of a very skilled ‘dancer’ I know!

  5. UpChuckingwords

    No they do not!

  6. MyHomeIsWriting

    I like this. Very well written.

  7. Its a True assertion

  8. Thank you for your visit and follow to my blog!

    I am impressed with the brevity of your words that carry so much weight. I guess that is the magic of poetry, but your voice is quite meaningful and loaded with such simplicity. Good show.

  9. “twisted lies don’t turn into truth” oh, the story in those words…tell us more…

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