The voyeur’s mind imagines lust.
He sees her sitting there.
His heart beats, but his life’s a bust.
The proof? He doesn’t care.
Much like some god imploding trust
He cages with his stare
And all those nymphs who thought he must
Be good are now nowhere.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Anmol is hosting with the theme of profiles and portraits.

I love your photo at the top Frank. There is so much life in what is really a totally inanimate image. Magic!
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Thank you, Peter!
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I love the picture of the pine tree. It somehow looks Asian.
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Thank you, Toni!
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Not a nice profile, but it feels like an authentic one.
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I am glad it sounded authentic. Thank you, Glenn!
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This is a chilling profile, especially when it ends with the nymphs are “now nowhere.”
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Thank you, Jade!
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You are welcome.
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What is and its shadow. How to balance? (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe!
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Well done Frank! You describe him very well.
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Thank you, Dwight!
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Excellent poem !!
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Thank you!
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Oh, this is quite sinister, Frank.
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Yes, it is more sinister than what I usually write. Thank you, Robbie!
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lust and nymphs and then, the word “bust” caught my eye, but no, not the bust i was looking for.
good one! cheers.
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Thank you!
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A chilling portrait, Frank.
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Thank you, Kim!
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“cages with his stare” paint a grim picture — a very interesting profile, Frank!
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Thank you, Anmol!
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I really feel that stare… and I hope that he never goes from lust to action.
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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Great title, the perfect caul and nail for “Much like some god imploding trust / He cages with his stare …”
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Thank you, Brendan!
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He sounds distant Frank.
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Yes, he is. Thank you, Rob!
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Like some God imploding trust is such a great line – it’s exactly what gods do.
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Thank you, Christine!
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“He cages with his stare.” Love that image, Frank, and the photo.
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Thank you, Sara!!
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I was just reading about Ted Bundy… this poem sends chills up my spine.
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Thank you, Margaret! It could be a Ted Bundy now that you mention it.
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Frank: very good. Buber turned around.
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Thank you, Sabio!
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ReASoN
HeART
And
Shadow
Triune of Human
ReaLiTy Integral to
Human Mind and Body
BaLanCinG SoUL SPiRiT
oF HeART Human Being
Complete Or Missing
PartS as Made hehe
And Mass
Produced
As always Balance
Key as always for
each Human being
to Seek and Find and
Truly Be in Hear and See..
All Members of ReaLiTy And
Human Sacred and Holy NoW Butt
only When All Members of ReaLiTy
And Human Sacred And Holy in Balance True
DarK NoW
ThrU LiGHT TRuE..:)
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Thank you, Fred! I like that trinity of reason, heart and shadow.
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Triune Brain
Triune Soul..:)
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