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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

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

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

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

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

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

9 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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

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

9 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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 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 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

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

9 Years Ago

Almost as affecting as your words, yep...

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Added on September 8, 2014
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