Open Poetry #8 |
Passion's Snare |
John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
Sitting, watching people, as they scurry through this life; He’s somebody’s husband, she’s somebody’s wife. Why are they together? There’s something going on. There’s far too much affection there, so something must be wrong. Surreptitious are the glances, at each passer by- That’s nervousness and fear I see, half-hidden in their eyes. I cannot help suspecting, that the reason they are there… That in their disillusionment they’re trapped in Passion’s snare. Passion is much stronger, than reason. Don’t you know? It will take a person places that they know they should not go. It will drive a person crazy, then lead them to despair- If they seek the unobtainable, somewhere in Passion’s snare. To her, he is Prince Valiant. To him, she’s Guineviere- This café in their daydreams, a palace must appear… The light of stark reality will lay their folly bare- Two more lost souls, out of control, just caught in Passion’s snare. [This message has been edited by Gunslinger (edited 06-14-2000).] |
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Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
.... and THAT's the truth..!! |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
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I'll add my amen to this! Great poem, John! Denise |
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