Saturday, September 08, 2012

the trap (poem 8/30)

she built a trap
to trap him in

made of colorful
colors of all shades

with twists and turns
that puzzle the mind

and puzzles that twist
your fingers in two

and she caught him in it
this man she would trap

someone who she feared
could not be outwitted

her foe from a long time past
had hunted her down

through universes
and galaxies

and time and events
across the seas of earth

to this floating palace
of confusion and beauty

and she watched him
from the safety of her tug boat

which pulled the palace
of puzzling shape

across oceans and seas
and bays and the  breeze