Love Poem: Slipping Into the Wrong Passion Pit

Slipping Into the Wrong Passion Pit

SLIPPING INTO THE WRONG PASSION PIT

                  Loving wrong is nothing new --But pierces all the same
                  Byron did it--Loved his sister to his shame
                  Ruined lives his own and many friends
                  Thorny passion refuses easy blends

                  Fiery love consumes the victims –helpless fools
                  Whips through lives breaks every rule
                  Look at Oedipus a king and you will find
                  One more valiant soul who lost his mind

                  Passion chooses style to fit his taste
                  Sometimes vengeance calls a life to waste
                  Sometimes art will grip and bind your soul
                 Oft is politics or war that digs the hole.

                 Hamlet’s case—another tragic story
                 Father dead amidst a life of glory
                 Saw his mother’s naked love confessions
                 To get even--  faked a mad obsession
                 Poor 'phelia--abandoned –broke her heart
                 Hamlet mad with vengeance-- played the actor’s part
                 Dead Ophelia --lost her fragile mind
                 Hamlet grieving two-- now truly did unwind.

                Having known this dread and tempting love disease
                Know it never ends in any form of ease
                So advice to souls who yearn to wed
                Take care if passion's tears slip into your bed


             Victoria Anderson-Throop    December 1, 2012