Then Snared

July 12, 2012 at 4:29 pm · Filed under Dark Side, Poems, Random Thoughts, Some truth to it ·Tagged Charles L. Mashburn, fear, http://dversepoets.com/2012/07/12/poetry-on-poetry/, poetry, writer

Over at the dVerse Poets Pub this evening, Gay has asked us to write Poems about Poetry. I’m presenting one of my older ones for the cause, because I think many who write poetry—and other things—can relate to what I say in it. Enjoy!

Then Snared

Put aside this foolish dreaming

For the past will ever be gone

Dwell not on the things of tomorrow

With its pains, this day goes on

 

Why, this yoke upon me

I search the heavens and cry

Wishing… it had stayed in shadow

Where proverbial sleeping dogs lie

 

Had I known what pain was there

My words inside would have stayed

But… wooed by a lover… then snared

Now by same love… I am betrayed

 

Desire, still hot… within me burns

This love I cannot live without

I must tell the tales and rhyming

From within they scream to be out

 

Judge me not; turn away then; be still

Should my words say nothing to you

If beat does not beat… nor message convey

I care not… I’ve done what I must do

 

Copyright © 1998 C. Mashburn

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