Saturday, May 19, 2012

Victimology

Image provided by The River Journal

A predator who’s focused on his prey…
a watcher whose intentions never stray.

Sight-unseen, no cause for apprehension;
knowing eyes apprise with rapt attention.

In ignorance, intended feels no fear--
unable to see through the shrewd veneer.

Succumbing to his strength and all his charm
and handsome well-bred looks meant to disarm.

When he appeared she never saw the cost,
now grasped between his talons all is lost.

And tearing her apart to feed his need--
just following the nature of the breed.

Be wary even friendliest intrusion…
"pure" intent is just a false illusion.


© Ginny Brannan May 8, 2012

On May 3rd, 2012 Samuel Peralta aka "Semaphore" hosted Form For All: Clarian Sonnets at d'Verse Poets Pub, here is my first attempt at a Clarian sonnet. 


3 comments:

  1. oy this gets heavier as it goes along, the cost and tearing her apart...as is nature...ugh...pure intent a false illusion makes me sad as well...really well done to form ginny...glad you went back and tried it...

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  2. Thanks Brian, appreciate your thoughts on this.

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  3. Oh wow, this is eerily familiar. No wonder she wouldn't take my calls after this date.

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