Little White Lies
of [nebulous] actions,
drive deep into the
foretelling of consequence.
Carried on the back of
hate’s [wagging] tongue
are lies that fear to be exposed.
Of gratitude and grandeur
a story is told,
not believing a word of itself.
Counting countenance and
eyeing [damned] effluence,
it continuously crawls
from its chamber of cataclysm.
Condemning a nature of incredulity,
maintaining only in its [own] truth.
Lusting for embodiment of soul,
it sequesters the veracity of all.
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and three cats. Her most recent credits are: Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig,Synchronized Chaos, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.