Published on wwww.spillwords.com: Poem – Cleave – ” Unwrapping Deceit” #poetry #amwriting #spillwords


Thanks  so much to SpillWords for publishing anotherof my poems. This is a Cleave poem and it’s redone as it was a poem from a few years ago. It’s called Unwrapping Deceit

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Poem: Cleave Poem – “Honesty and Lies” #amwriting #poetry


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Such honest words / words brimming with vitriol,

I give to you, my heart and soul/ pricked by a venomous demonic snake, 

I leave you, all my virtue true/ virtue could cure the poison invading;

But you don’t believe in honesty/ to be rid of such hatred, such turmoil, such rage;

You’ve a game you call ‘secrets and lies’/pain incinerates, but you play on.

No one understands your game/ betting against yourself always, you incriminate.

You’ve set the rules/ I cannot win; I’m the pawn, I’m the fool.

You always score, each game, each set / you judge me; achieving a win, you’re guaranteed not to lose.

 You don’t understand your character flaw / why shouldn’t I try to fight steadfast for your love?

You’ve hubris; I’m afraid of your poetic downfall / the Bard wrote of love, can’t you read those poems?

Words reaching out as if they were / syllables of glass, shattered and splintered;

Creeping vines, ensnaring you / as if they were words, lavish with ardor, enchanting.

Trapping you until you cannot move / safekeeping your person; holding you dear.

Putting you in a sleeping spell, brier rose / I brush back your hair, as the drugged lethargy falls.

With benevolent sorcery, you’re reclaimed / you remain mine; unharmed and kept safe.

Asleep but a moment; complicated lies as clouds drift away / I, wondering why you chose deceit?

I offered you truth, the elder twin first / honesty is all I want to hear,

You chose deception, the younger sibling / I offer us both new life;

Your wicked lies entrap us both / hoping the only lies I hear from you again are white.

I can never concede to a life of falsehood/ there is compromise in honesty to be found.

My vines hold you tight / I’m guiding you, untangling you, from your web of lies.

Until honesty is the only breathe in your lungs/ until we both, only breath the truth of you and I.


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Poem: Cleave – Revenge and Too Much Wine. 


A Cleave Poem is in two halves; “one should be able to read the left column (what’s in regular font), right column (in bold font), and each line across as a combined thought giving you three distinct poems.”

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She took the life out of my eyes when she shot me in the head; it never occurred to me that there was any other way to end our situation.

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I could feel myself slipping away after an intense moment of suffering; staring at a point in space, I barely realized what I’d done. 

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I heard her come in the door, not making a sound; slipping in the house quietly, silently, a ghost of vengeance.

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I knew she would come someday, her husband was my lover; chapped berry lips trembling I thought of all the things life might have been.

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I couldn’t blame her for coming here enraged and drunk on wine; Cabernet from the grocery store, liquid courage to even the score.

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She was his wife for twenty-years, I was Sam’s girlfriend for five-years and he was divorcing her; not going to let Sam win, to have his perfect life and woman.

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The moment the shot rang out I knew death had come calling: I’d never shot a gun more than twice. The kick-back hurt and the bullet struck home. 

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Sam heard the shot from the bedroom and arrived to face death and enraged screaming; seeing Sam there, I shuddered not even realizing it when he lay dead; dead as I felt. 

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Poem: Cleave – “Don’t Burn Your Bridges”


Thanks to Annie from What The Woman Wrote for introducing me to Cleave Poetry. Another example of Cleave poetry can be found in her link.

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A Cleave Poem is in two halves; “one should be able to read the left column (what’s in regular font), right column (in bold font), and each line across as a combined thought giving you three distinct poems.”

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Mother always repeated a saying; Father didn’t think much of my Mother’s wise words.

Don’t burn your bridges wherever you go, end a meeting with kind words; Father said, the world’s yours, make sure others see your authority.

Many people you’ll meet in life; too many people, will rob you blind given the chance.

And some people you’ll want to remain in your life; but they’ll leave, their purpose in your life done. Strike before they strike you, let them remember strong words when your business together is finished.

When it’s time to say goodbye ensure your words are meaningful and genuine; remind them who helped get them to where they are, to never cross your back.

Don’t leave malice churning between the both of you; smile at them, hug them hard; take them out for one last beer. 

Shake their hand and say ‘Adieu.’ Leave the bridge between you standing with tokens of remembrance; urge them with fear (while you both have a pint) to speak of you respectfully — to not burn their bridges.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.