Sunday, October 12, 2008

SUNDAY IS FOR POETRY: I Believed You


Jealousy, you wily stalker
disappearing, reappearing
Imposing yourself upon my soul.


Uninvited, unwanted
You preyed upon my averse desire,
my perverse appetite
for your cunning bounty.


You spoke of truths that were untrue.
I believed you, your quarry
I'm sorry, darling.

**written by petra michelle**

6 comments:

Hello Mary Lou said...

Very nice.

Enzie at World Market Portraits said...

It is a nice poem Petra and I think a re-occurring theme. Jealousy to me is like poison, it devours the soul and is best banished through thoughts of happiness to be allowed to share in the fortunes of others.

Mama Zen said...

Beautiful! I just love your Sunday poetry!

tipper said...

Petra-I wish all jealousy could be banned from the Earth-especially mine. Loved this.

i beati said...

This cunning creature spoiled 2 loves I know it now..sandy and am ashamedHe won i am the real loser in those heart joinings

sarah, rsm said...

it is such an ugly thing, jealousy ...