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The Trap |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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The Trap He runs his fingers ‘cross the teeth, Leaving a trace of blood. It’s only Silence you bequeath, Preparing for the flood. He’s not the one who set this trap, So soft in its finesse. Won’t be the one who trips the snap, Nor bleeds in its caress. Too many years he’s served as prey, Knows now what to avoid. And yet he’s drawn to it this way… As if watching’s enjoyed. Takes a step back, and bides his time, Whistling beneath the wind. No such thing as victimless crime, He knows how this will end. Her trap, self-made, his heart yet aches For what he knows has come. Yet, likeness here, raises the stakes A pitch to pulsing thrum. She squats down low, closes here eyes Awaiting metal, fierce. The trap been sprung, to her surprise She does not feel its pierce. The teeth filed down, the sun will shine For her another day. One more to hold a thing named “mine” She could not push away. A hunter’s eyes, a lover’s soul, He understands the need… And how this trap will still take toll Inside, where we all bleed. Michael Anderson 5/17/2015 [This message has been edited by Michael (05-17-2015 04:40 PM).] |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
This really is the saddest sweetest sentiment I've yet read, Michael. Not sure if I should take away your paper...or shower you in smiles... ok... hugs then  ________________________ "...The trap been sprung, to her surprise She does not feel it’s pierce..." ________________________ more hugs for that... you bled, and then some, here. and here. ~T "...But a tyrant spell has bound me, |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
As usual, Michael, you score high marks on this poetical trip inlaid with traps. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Your poetry is really quite unique. but this one made me wonder... If love came to you sweet and unassuming without pathos and pain, no trick or traps, regrets or shame. Would you recognize it? Would it be the same emotion you paint in pen and ink? Would it lift your heart to a new found height or would it still find a way to quiver and sink? ~L |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lori, I could probably write a ten page reply to the questions you ask, but have neither the time nor desire to delve that deeply on a public forum. Been there, done that… and won’t again. I will try to answer you briefly though. “If love came to you unassuming without pathos or pain, no trick or traps, regrets or shame. Would you recognize it?” If love is not assuming, I doubt it can be attributed love to begin with. I do not know how you intended this question, with the inclusion of pathos, pain, etc. but my heart is not so easily manipulated by things as such, and they certainly are not prerequisite to my loving someone. “Would it be the same emotion you paint in pen and ink” I paint all my emotion in pen and ink, so without specific examples, I am not sure which pieces you are referring. My love is “my” love however, and given genuinely… the reflection of such might vary if I were capable of just dishing it out to anyone, but that is not how love works, is it? Love incorporates thing like compassion and empathy, as well as all the giddiness and warmness everybody wishes to see in their perfect little ideals. I feel like this very question is trapped though, if you are of a belief that a love where both parties can share and understand darker aspects of each other, including the pain their significant others must live with on a daily basis knowing they are powerless to change it must reflect the same image on paper as picture perfect plastic couple #1, I think you need to reexamine your values. “Would it lift your heart to a new found height or would it still find a way to quiver and sink?” If it were a loved I shared it would lift my heart I am sure… People have loved me in the past though, whom I did not love back… that only made me hurt for them. The love I have right now, pain and pathos included, though not regret and shame, does lift my heart to a new found height, and I had hoped the people on this forum, my friends, would recognize that and be happy for me. The “would it still find a way to quiver and sink” reads almost like a condemnation though, I am not sure how to take that. Did love the depth and rhyme of your reply. Michael |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Tanya, I am too good at self-sabotage to not take every measure I can to keep someone I love from doing it to themselves. Appreciating the hugs. Jer, story of my life me thinks. Thank you both. Michael |
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