Leonard Taormina Poet Rhyme

Duress

Living in the shire;
Searching for that ring;
You may have found a lot of things;
But you never kept a thing.
     You hid behind a bush;
     While purpose you compiled;
     Disguised yourself as innocent;
     But the dung you left was vile.
And in the fires of your yesterdays;
In the crackles you may hear;
You may live defensively;
But you’ll never beat the fear.

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Michelle Mac Donald August 23, 2012 at 9:34 PM Sounds Gollum and Baggins-ish, Leonard! :) Enjoying the rhyme. Been a long time since I'd read the "Lord of the Rings", but that Gollum was a tricky character. Whatever had happened to the Ring, wasn't it dropped into a volcano? Any who had possession of it became owned by its power. Was a scary enough trillogy.:) Keep well, love, Mikki

Leonard Taormina July 7, 2012 at 5:28 PM been thinking about this comment for some time and I have to admit blackmail may well be what it is indeed but this point of interaction seems much like you may be looking where most people can't see. thanks for taking the time to read

The Situation June 30, 2012 at 7:28 PM sounds like blackmail.