Havoc
'Tis like I walk knee deep in mud
Where once though I was gliding,
Had my heart misunderstood
You now seem undeciding.
Love I thought came to the fore
My eager heart was flying,
Yet now it lay upon the floor
Were all my hopes now dying.
I dared not guess, nor enquire,
I was awash with dread,
Oh how love, rife with desire
Wrought havoc with my head.
Entry for
STRAND CHOICE A,any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by brian Strand.
9/3/2020. Placed 3rd.
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