truth al fresco

 

     They stood at the edge of the sentence

the way someone stands at the edge of a crowd

 —knowing the moment we stepped forward

       the truth would no longer belong to us

            but to the noise it entered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-06-25 at 03:15

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Clara Mae Gregory The PoetBay support member heart!
Then, don't step into it. The truth is a refreshing breath out in the open air. Don't go there into that crowd.....the same crowd that plays "follow the leader"......off a cliff.

The poem's creativity, structural dynamics are very good. The metaphors are easy to grasp. The excellent title, "Truth Al Fresco" is a great metaphorical title, subjecting truth to the unpredictable interpretations of the outside world.

It is a unique way of expressing the limits of language and the inherently subjective nature of human connection.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading every word.
2026-06-25


mickeko The PoetBay support member heart!
Hits like a rock. The truth in words are indeed entirely circumstantial.
2026-06-25


Albert Vynckier The PoetBay support member heart!
truth is hidden by noise indeed
2026-06-25