a sacrificial lamb

a sacrificial lamb

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
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a thought or two

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A sacrificial lamb
laid out on the altar
of her heart's desire,
was it only yesterday
she wanted another fire?

wandered lonely,
wandered far,
in so many ways
he saved her;
they came
this far ...

lie down baby,
this won't hurt a bit
,
one of them at least,
won't remember it ...






© 2016 Lyn Anderson


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KH
Sounds like he's expecting to dance, maybe he should run. Run fast. That might well be impossible for him to see coming though.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks. Yes sometimes running might be wise:)
wow, the undertones and overtones of this one...

the black widow comes a calling...

relax, this won't hurt a bit...munch munch...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your ever wonderful visits.
Hard-hitting, KL, hardhitting. That second stanza sure had me lulled and the whammo.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks. That was the goal. Glad it scored.:)
Quality poem keep it up Lambkins.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much (darnit you are the only man who makes me at a loss for a comeback sometimes.)
Delmar Cooper

10 Years Ago

Sometimes maybe
won't hurt a bit?... heard that before.. this one does actually a little.. ouch... that "fire" is so tempting, but yea, is he saving, or just leading to slaughter?... makes you wonder if should keep wandering.. lol

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

In this case, it's the woman who is leading the man to slaughter:)
AprilRN1210

10 Years Ago

yea... about dang time we flip the script... :)
It always hurts... Last stanza is the clincher.
Perfect song choice. It always chokes me up.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I love that song
Ouch! It does hurt. It hurts a dang heap! :)
I think nobodies survives such without suffering, but I may be wrong. I tend to find out I am mistaken from time to time as well as always being right. Ha.
Clever poetry here KL and you are sharp with your satire.
Perfect last stanza... You twist a cliché and make it palatable and bitter all at the same time.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much for taking the time
ouch. three guesses as to which one won't remember. Sad that our hearts are tromped in such a manner - this poem speaks to that perfectly. Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much, I appreciate it.
Oi, couldn't resist this one, the angst is palpable....perfect song too! We never forget....

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Nope, thanks, I couldn't help it, with the graphic and all ...
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Almost as affecting as your words, yep...

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Added on September 8, 2014
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