>Mutant 750, #33


“Ain’t it the Truth?”

It’s best to let your sleeping hound dogs lie
or otherwise they’re baying at the moon.
Insisting cats make exit from their bags
may make them see you crazy as a loon.

Some like to make a mountain of a mole;
his hill a tiny fraction of the truth.
Some words of wisdom may be quite your goal
but best to shut your mouth; don’t be uncouth!

I’ve heard there is a truth, unvarnished, sigh…
but told by only children and some fools.
Tell half the truth; it’s often a whole lie.
Fact is, its form the strangest gospel tool.

The naked truth:  a cat could care less for
your bag of tricks; his pokes he best adores.

“Let the cat out of the bag”. (To reveal information previously hidden, usually from a specific person or group.)  I was amazed at the number of idioms existing in our language as I started my research.  I tried to use at least one in each line of my poem.  Even my title is an idiom.

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2 Comments on “>Mutant 750, #33”

  1. susanwritesprecise
    May 16, 2015 at 9:50 pm #

    Jackie, this is such a charming piece. Very clever and nicely done!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Tony
    May 17, 2015 at 4:20 pm #

    I wish I could write as eloquently as you do, m’am! This piece is, as Susan said, charming! Great write

    Like

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