Brilliant disguise
Right in front of my eyes
No fancy dress, no holding up
A tent of darkness .
Just standing there
Looking like a warm, courteous thing
Smile inviting
Beckoning in.
Trusting, I begin to move forward
To be enveloped in
That disguise
That brilliant disguise
That sucked me in.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Your picture lends understanding to your beautiful poem. My creative mind interprets it to mean a bee busy sucking the nectar of the rose flower who is suddenly drawn to the beautifully woven spider web. A closer look by the bee gets it trapped. Well done.
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The funny thing is that I wrote that poem yesterday right after reading the prompt. That’s what ‘Brilliant Disguise’ said to me — yesterday. This morning after preparing to post it, thought, ‘What image of mine depicts this feeling?’ And there was the flower and the spider web. Yes, I agree with you, poor bee trapped by her need for substance and disarmed by an illusion of beauty. Something we all have fallen prey too!
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Lovely poem. Great interpretation of your view.
We are taking Blogging 101 together and I just wanted to pop in to make my presence known and to check our your blog. Nicely done.
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And I Thank You! for popping in, the comment and the ‘Follow’!!!
Glad to be In-Class with you and am on my way over to your site to do some serious reading – talk later 😀
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