Allan Gerard


~A Candid Conversation~


It seems so right in the moment
Then it's over
Enticements in the night
Wearing darkness as a cover

It steers from the right
Into left handed sleight
It manipulates your eyes
As your shackled along for the ride

So this is the tour
I'll be your guide
You want to know my name
But you will learn in time

Lets take a trip down memory lane
Remember beholding this sight?
You held this anchor as a weight
Right before the cast, you sighed

I didn't like the waves there
That I wont deny

Well this is just a memory
You can leave at any time

So what about these shackles
They appear to bind?

Oh those are just an illusion
They've been unlocked the whole time

So what's the purpose of this venture
All the smoke and lights?

What's the purpose of your questions
When you're still along for the ride?

There's an octagon with 4 letters
Forming a word
Do what it says
Now! I said STOP!

Get out and tell me what is your name?
If you must know I hold many titles
But, you can call me seduction

Seduction what is your purpose?

To lead you to the introduction of error
But, it doesn't look like you'll be meeting today

I don't ever want to meet error

Then you will remember my purpose...

Submitted: Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, February 19, 2014

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  • F. J. Thomas (7/29/2014 8:01:00 AM)

    Shackles that are there but not locked if we do not perceive the temptation to be unavoidable. Allan how wonderfully poignant! We blame our error on the inability to get away from it; but for most things, if we truly wanted to, we could. (Report) Reply

  • Amanda Laurent (3/14/2014 1:24:00 AM)

    This made me think of the sting of regret that comes with ruminating over past errors...definitely feels like those shackles are locked sometimes. (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/24/2014 8:28:00 AM)

    Beautiful tour where
    Memory can be left anytime
    Shackles just an illusion
    Smokes and light riding all along.
    Everything can be stopped in a time.
    Introduction of error....

    But everything is shackled and seduced to present armchair,
    one cannot move either forward or backward.

    Beautiful poem with indepth meaning. I enjoyed reading each conversation.
    Beautiful presentation...... (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/23/2014 9:59:00 PM)

    A poem with a lot of depth... Yes thoughts come to seduce us... at times they become so compelling that we surrender to our thoughts... They are unbridled horses... Unless checked, thoughts can plunge us to abyssal depths! We are often under illusions... we feel fettered... even when no shackles fasten us!

    So what about these shackles
    They appear to bind?

    Oh those are just an illusion
    They've been unlocked the whole time....... Love these lines! ! (Report) Reply

  • Fiona Schwartzinoff (2/22/2014 3:17:00 PM)

    So what about these shackles
    They appear to bind?

    Oh those are just an illusion
    They've been unlocked the whole time


    Loved that part!
    I like the theme too, because I find it so frustrating to control some of rather... crazy thoughts that flow in and out of my mind - whether we like it or not, they subtly tint our soul like wine through water. (Report) Reply

  • Barbara Nixon (2/21/2014 10:53:00 AM)

    Briiliant poem, Allan, seduction comes in many guises, You are such a wonderful wordsmith, excellent! (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/21/2014 5:58:00 AM)

    I suggest that thoughts could lead one into error by the means of seducing ones mind. One must ever be mindful of the thoughts within their mind. (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/21/2014 12:39:00 AM)

    Hahaha great comment I literally laughed out loud. Yea mine hasn't mastered the art of flying yet he'll be taking lessons from Matilda soon enough though. =) Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

  • Nika Mcguin (2/21/2014 12:32:00 AM)

    This is cool. I wasn't thinking about the Christmas Carol connection there until i read it below though. That said, apparently the ghost of xmas past got a brand new ride? lol he drives now instead of flying. (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/20/2014 6:54:00 PM)

    Actually Susan summed it up best Morgan in the tale of Ebenezer Scrooge. Check out A Christmas Carol by the English novelist Charles Dickens and that will give you the best understanding as to how this poem was written. Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

  • Poetheart Morgan (2/20/2014 6:41:00 PM)

    Are you talking with yourself? ? ? ? A memory locked in your mind your shackles....maybe if you try to open it...you'll be free.... (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/19/2014 2:20:00 PM)

    Thank you for the comments =) As well I never thought of that Susan, I remember watching that as a play growing up. It was a very good story. Shoot I might have to go watch that now because I almost don't remember it but I remember really having enjoyed it. Thanks for the maybe unintentional suggestion to watch it haha. Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

  • Susan Lacovara (2/19/2014 8:31:00 AM)

    This reminded me of Ebenezer Scrooge' s fateful night, meeting spirits of past, present, future...that we should be granted redemption from past error, exacting our future's triumphs. Always a pleasure to peek inside your poetry.
    PEACE (Report) Reply

  • Noreen Carden (2/19/2014 6:37:00 AM)

    Great poem Allan very deep. I like the idea of the shackles holding that are just an illusion.We all repeat mistakes
    and we have to learn not to. Well done allan (Report) Reply

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