Joyce Johnson Poet Rhyme

The Mad Poet

In answer to his kind comments
I wandered into his domain.
Devouring words leapt out at me.
I feared I’d not get out again.
With phrases hanging in the air
And meanings hard to comprehend
I struggled mightily to free
My mind from his inanity.
I stopped to lend a helping hand
To others enmeshed in his snare.
Blank gazes showed I was too late.
To save myself I hied from there.

If flattered by unctuous words
Into his other-worldly lair,
Dear poet stop to hear my plea
And do not take his deadly dare.

 8/29/12

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Bl Devnath September 1, 2012 at 9:29 AM Happens due to gape in understanding, one wants to mean something but other understands in another way. It's called lack of communication. Loved always, bl

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl August 29, 2012 at 11:01 AM Lovely Joyce I like this is it in response to Rubens Challenge?xx