What A Tangled Web We Weave

by Jenni Marie   Jul 27, 2013


Sir Walter Scott once stated, "oh what
a tangled web we weave" I have to
wonder if he envisioned someone like you
when he stated this; and it's a shame he
never elaborated on the fact that liars
always stumble into the dangling web
they have created and eventually trip over
their own laces.

Our story reminds me of the wilting rose
that was the focus in the classic of Beauty
and the Beast. For love is delicate; only over
time you stopped caring and allowed it to die
a painstakingly slow death, and I could do
nothing except stand and watch as each petal
slowly withered, and fell to the ground.

Trust died first, one petal gone-forever.
Admiration followed soon after, fading
slowly like the shades on the petals.
Respect was gone way before these two,
we just pretended it was still there, like
the lone petal that clings to sunlight yet
knowing; always knowing, the final breath
was only moments away.

And we couldn't admit it, instead we clung
onto what had once been instead of
accepting the reality -that what was once
so good had turned to ashes and debris.
Like ships passing in the night, our love
was only that of lingering ghosts, too
fearful to let go and begin the next part
of their journey.

But reality always comes to pass, eventually.
No matter how much you may try to deny
the inevitable; and eventually I had to admit,
you were not the person I thought for so
long that you were. They say beauty comes
from within.

You are not beautiful.

*Baby Rainbow's Challenge.

Prompts:

Ghost ship
beautiful boy
delicate rose
true lies
the spider's web

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  • 10 years ago

    by Athanael

    Love is the strongest feeling in the world, and when a relationship ends in such a way, its effects can be devastating for you. It's just as if you were attempting to keep hold of sand with your hands, no matter how hard you hold it, it will eventually fall to the ground leaving its hand empty and powerless .... leaving dust and debris on the ground.

    But have no fear, the wind of life will wash the road and carry that sand and dust away in a place where you can no longer see it, just like an invitation for you to go forward and accept the new sceneries that life will bring forth.

    And no matter how many lies, how much suffering ...... and no matter how hurtful it might have been to see the rose of love and its petals slowly withering because, know this, that rose has never withered and never will, it just had to find another place to blossom in.

  • 10 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I did not see that coming either! Beauty & The Beast is one of my all time favorite Disney movies and it means a lot to me.... so that wilting rose has tons of significance. I love how much development this poem had, from being introduced to this person who spun a web of lies to knowing even the petal knows fate- that this man does not have beauty within.

    Amazing write, especially with the sad undertones of the truth of this person. Reality showed this love's true colors, how trust no longer was part of their life as well as caring to preserve this love. Beautifully expressed!

  • 10 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    WOW, I never expected this, yes, it was I that challenged you, and when I received the list of the prompts I had given you, I was intrigued as to what you would pen, and in which direction you would flow the ink to...

    I love that you didn't use these prompts directly, you didn't use them as they were but turned them around and made them your own, very carefully placing them, subtly but effectively...which I must say worked so well, this piece was so deep, powerful, full of emotion and imagery,

    this was beautiful, which in light of the last line, seems to be a contrast to what you were talking about, but the use of Beauty and the Beast and the Rose Petals, this piece was just mesmerizing to read and spoke so deeply and truthfully of love and what it can do to someone...

    How one person can change your perception, change lives, and cast doubt on the most natural thing we have...Love

    Great write Jen
    xx

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