Open Poetry #12 |
Moth To A Flame |
Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Moth To A Flame Tell me what it is that draws me to you? What is the mystic that pulls me through? Like a moth to the flame that is killing me I’m held in chains and I don’t want to be I thought I was free and could move on Silly heart to think you’re its moon and sun Explain to me why you fascinate me still? Am I looking for those dreams I can’t fulfill? I know that they aren’t found in your heart As I know that in my future you're not a part But days like today I can’t tear myself away The memories of you make my resolve sway It would be too easy to fly into your flame But in there I’d be inundated with such pain I know it looks like the place I want to be Like a return home but it’s not home to me If I give in to the pull that drags me there All that hurt and sadness will once again stir I mustn’t give in to this longing this need Somewhere within is my hopes dream seed I’ll tear my eyes from your wondrous form And batten my heart against its rebel storm I’ll find the strength to turn to find destiny Pretending not to hear my soul sob piteously Marsha Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Quite a fine piece, Marsha. I have to say the first stanza could stand alone as a lovely work all its own. I know it would not give the full message of this piece, but it gives a powerful one! |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Excellent work Marsha! What is the mystic that pulls me through? Like a moth to the flame that is killing me Love those lines. It's a strong person though, that can see it's like that and resist flying into it. <*\\\>< I know not what the future holds, but I know Who holds the future. I don't question YOUR existance - GOD |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
wonderful Marsha. . . *sigh*. . . this raises a lot of questions. . . but I feel that you already know the answers. . . ------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Puck Junior Member
since 2001-02-21
Posts 14Oberon's Palace |
Sprinkle sprinkle have some dust Iam that merry wanderer of the night I jest to Oberon, and make him smile Puck |
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