Thanks to all the poets (Wendye Savage, Alan King, Otis Sprow, Jade Wilnona, Monica Hudson, Patti Ross and Nanette Buchanan) who shared their talents with my audience this month and my audience for showing them some love. In closing out National Poetry Month, I would like to share this poem with you.
THE HUNTED
By Deliah
Lawrence
New on the
scene
No more
shackles
From the
past.
He’s a
breath of fresh air
Innocent
enough
So she
thought.
Late night
calls
Awaken her
No sleep
in sight.
Flowers
arrive
Beautiful
in arrangement
Yet disturbing
the mind.
A
thunderous knock
A crashing
sound
Freaks her
out.
Fear seeps
in
Her heart
pounds
No safe
haven around.
Losing her
mind
It’s been
just a week
He’s
already hooked.
Reality
sets in
There’s no
denying
She’s the hunted.
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