Then Snared

I thought maybe I should write an intro to the following poem, explaining what it’s about, but decided against it, realizing most who read it will know exactly what I am trying to convey. In any case, I hope you enjoy it.

Then Snared


Put aside your foolish dreaming

For the past will ever be gone

Neither dwell on the things of tomorrow

For with its pains this day goes on


Why must this yoke be upon me

I look to the heavens and cry

I wish… it had stayed in shadow

Where proverbial sleeping dogs lie


Had I known what was to be

My words inside would have stayed

But I was 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 the 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

Sharing this on Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic #16


  1. John Evans said

    Not to worry; this is a great piece of poetry! Many of us have been down the same path, I have; though learned my savage love I once embraced turned my life to trials of grace. If not for the suffering, I would not have known it to be iniquitous. Truly, you have been blessed! Try looking at it this way. I truly comprehend your last four lines. Beautifully subtle and magnanimously written. Thank you for the read! Stay Creative!

    • Thank you very much for the great comments, John! I hear what you’re saying, but many times the feelings described in this write are hard to shake. Stop by again!

  2. 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

    strong emotions, well rhymed verse.
    good luck.


  3. Sherry Mashburn said

    Wow! So evocative . . .

  4. Becky said

    You always make me read you more than once… And each time I think I hear something else screaming off the page! Wonderful write.

  5. Heaven said

    I like the reflections of a lost love…on poetry, they ebb and flow from our lips…

  6. terri0729 said

    Wow Charlie! Is this a new one or an older poem? Doesn’t matter though, either way it’s great! 🙂 Blessings, Terri

    • Wrote it in my most prolific poetry year–1998. It still applies.
      Thanks for the great comment, Terri!

  7. yeah, this could be a gasket to fit between the poem and various takes.
    I read this poem thrice, different takes; then jumped down to the responses to see if it was me…
    no, it’s not.
    this is a good omnifarious poem, which different slants could be rendered from.

    at first, I was thinking a physical love; then, not so; but an ideal.

    great job…again.

    thanks for sharing.

    • Yes, this can obviously take the reader in many directions. Thanks for the thought-filled response, Tink. Always enjoyable to see what you have to offer.

  8. Morning said

    deep and moving drama,
    powerful focus on lost love.

    Happy Poetry Picnic.

  9. Mr. Watson said

    Great write ! 😀

  10. Andy said

    With my poetic mind, I sometimes read way too much into things. I’ve read this fast, then slow & I think I’ve got it. Though the truth may hurt…honesty is always the best policy.
    Evocative write & masterfully crafted, Charles.
    Thanks for sharing & visiting. I always look forward to your comments.

    For ref:
    Your Reward Is My Sorrow

    • This is one of those poems where I knew/know exactly what I was conveying with my words, yet it leaves many options for the reader to go where he wishes to go with it. You have taken one of those paths, and it rings true. Thank you for the wonderful comment, Andy!

  11. Nice one Chuck–er, Charles 🙂

    • Okay… what’s the gag with the Chuck/Charles? Most that know me call me Charlie.
      Thanks for the visit, Dave-er, David. (Chuck chuckels)

  12. LoLa said

    You have a nice way with words. Thank you for the beautiful read.

  13. Kay Salady said

    Powerful write, Charles! So filled with passion. I love it!

  14. Raivenne said

    “I must tell the tales, and rhyming

    From within, they scream to be out”

    Oh, how any of us who deign to place our words beyond the voices within our own minds can understand this plea!

    Excellent pen, Charles.

  15. Pamanner said

    “Had I known what was to be

    My words inside would have stayed

    But I was wooed by a lover… then snared

    Now, by same love, I am betrayed”

    I’m feeling it now. . .sigh. Great poem=authentic feelings
    Had I known what was to be

  16. No matter where we are . There is a part of us that will always looking for the lost love 🙂

  17. Unfulfilled love fills the mind with unrest,
    Idealizing what could have been,
    Showing possibilities with zest,

    But reality changes perspective as I know,
    As I look at love that should not have been,
    That idealized love would’ve been nothing but woe.

    Charles, I love your poem and understand it too well.

  18. I know what much of this says to me…somewhere I caught this siren song, this love of the words and what can be done with them, the need to express them, this curse (or is it love) “I cannot live without”; this interminable infection to “tell the tales, and rhyming”. And I do what I must do.


  19. If beat does not beat, nor message convey
    I care not, I’ve done what I must do

    This is a powerful write — with so many different takes to pursue … but bottom line – in our lives – we are ultimately responsible for our spiritual growth and direction … God has given us a path to pursue, a bit of the total picture is ours … it matters not what anyone thinks of it — they should be on their own journey to fulfill the destiny Divine has provided each of us! Thank you for sharing ~~

    • I am in total agreement, Becca. We are each on our own journey, and I also believe we all have a part to play.
      Thank you very much for the insightful comments!

  20. dswan2 said

    Those places we leave with regret and sadness most often seed the most eloquent poetry! Well done!

    • Yes. I have found that to be true. Reality is a tremendous inspiration.
      Thank you for the wonderful comments!

  21. I don’t know which is worse, unrequited love or having it and then losing it. Either way, it is painful to do without when there is so much around you. I wrote one, Charles called “Unrequited” and actually it is one of my very few rhyming poems. Makes me think about the melody in pain, because I was only able to pen it in rhymr because I write as it comes, and that pain come with a rythym. Almost like it has a life it’s own (pain). Sorry to ramble, but you really got me with this one and I love when that happens 🙂 Nice work!!!


    • I tried to find “Unrequited” on your blog, but couldn’t find it. I’d love to read it.
      No problem with the rambling; always love to get folks going!
      Thanks for the wonderful visit and comments!

  22. Feelings, you write so well about feelings. I was thinking today how
    twenty years ago…when not so young but younger than now ☺. I “flunked” recognizing “anger” in my in patient therapy.. and expressing in words that you so eloquently express. Thank you…I agree with Becky on rereading your words and getting even more meaning from them.
    Thank you for sharing.
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

    • Thank you, Siggie! Your comments bless me, and I’m glad you enjoy the things I write!

  23. David King said

    You were wise not to write an intro’ I think. An art work should stand by itself. This one does, splendidly.

    • Thank you, David. I appreciate your comments, and I think you are correct that these things should stand on their own. I’m glad you see the merit in this one!

  24. chimnese said

    i loved this poem it had a beautiful tone especially the tpic at hand…ive been working thru my own anger in therapy an dits not an easy thing to recognise and be delivered from.

    • It is something wonderful when you finally come to terms with it and learn to control it, Chim! Keep your eyes on the prize and keep moving forward!

  25. But, isn’t this all a part of the learning, we never stop, do we? Myself, my hardest lesson seems to have always been knowing when to let go and to stop banging my head against brick walls of indifference. Life is hard for us unless we learn, isn’t it? Painful life lessons. Lovely imagery used.

    • You are so right! We never stop learning, and we will never have it all figured out. As for thaat banging your head against the wall, I have definitely been there, and done that! More and more, I am learning to roll with the punches and find the good in all situations.
      Thanks for the wonderful comments!

  26. What a sad poem, so full of broken love tears. However … it’s a nice poem to read. Thank you for sharing.

  27. For me this evoked a bit of “The Hound of Heaven” blended with “The Dark Night of the Soul.” Power-write, Charlie. Victoria

  28. “I’ve done what I must do,” very strong ending! Thank you for sharing!

    Erick Flores

  29. Bodhirose said

    Passionate! Very well expressed, Charles…a tough place to be though.

  30. Usha Dawn said

    Amazing…I think at times we must live what we feel inside is right and our friends and others will understand as they realize it… 🙂
    Keep doing the good work

  31. Other Mary said

    Unfortunately I do know what you’re talking about…well said, er…or written. Sorry for your pain, but you certainly are making good use of it. Kudos on the poem.

    • Some of the best writing seems to come from the deepest hurt. Thanks for the visit and comments!

  32. Love burns its brand upon us…another might move on, but we stay with the scars…Love your poem!

  33. jeannette said

    “Desire, still hot, within me burns
    This love, I cannot live without”…these lines remind me of a lost love. still haunts me until this time…thank you for sharing..

  34. neha said

    This is such a beautiful poem. It made me feel sad, I can feel the emotions behind this. Thank you for visiting my blog.

  35. David King said

    A fine poem, full of feeling.

  36. Stephanie said

    Confessional poetry is one of my favorites. Straight-foward and determined to say what must be said. Excellent write!

  37. My heart broke a little, what a searingly honest write; bravo. I can relate to it in so many ways.

  38. SiNA said

    “…I care not, I’ve done what I must do…”

    Charles! this poem is so powerful 🙂 well done!!!

  39. Nice work…

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