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A Trilogy of Covert Love

Our Carousel 

You spin me dizzy-
our ups, our downs.
I dig in my fingernails to hang on.
How long will we last this time?

We lose reality
in flashing lights,
in garish music,
in passing rings,
all to fill our senses.

I dread the slowing
and jolting stop-
obligation to disembark
our carousel.

Lights wink off, music fades.
Sadness settles in
as another goodbye
takes another piece of my soul.

You slip away, just out of reach
like so many gold rings, missed.

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A Rictameter of Chess

Check mate
moves, countermoves
strategy, dominance
reality immersed in game.
just another match for you, but not me
your exhilaration- the win
always need a rematch
I wait for you
Check mate

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My Thorny Garden

Love is a garden of thorny roses-
beauty and pain, where my heart reposes.
I abide the snags and the bloody tears
to behold your face when all else forbears.

To own you I would suffer death itself,
but you feast then put my love on the shelf.
The rose, its fragrance is like no other;
from your scent I will never recover.

We’re side by side as we silently stroll,
I’m taken with the ache to hold your soul.
But every rose will wilt and fade and die-
with each one comes the chance of last goodbye.

In my garden I wait for buds anew
For the exquisite time that’s mine with you.

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Author notes

Prompt: Three poems on forbidden love using metaphor.

I wrote these from feelings I had after reading a heart-wrenching account that still haunts me.

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  • Danna Hobart
    February 19, 2009

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    I like the inderstatement of the first poem.

    The second poem is very concise. It says a lot in very few words.

    Your final sonnet is lovely. Thank you for entering.


  • Mirthryl
    February 3, 2009

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    Excellent metaphor in your free verse.
    I particularly enjoyed your rictameter, and the metaphor of chess strategies in a relationship. Excellent dual meaning with "check mate" for 'end of game' and 'evaluate your partner.'
    Excellent title for your well-rhymed poem. A crazy ride, a strategic engagement, a date with alluring pain. Strong, interesting and varied selection for your trilogy.


  • Gibbo
    February 3, 2009
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    I like the sonnet form...short, concise, concentrated. I enjoyed your symbolism!