Sieze The Moment Poem by Sara Militello

Seize The Moment

Sometimes a lover,
though seeming fair
and right for another
contains and refrains
from blurting in haste:
Too soon! Too soon!
The Gods may incline a heart
to love as one just as one's own
chances to be steadfast in un-rash:

From my tenuous grip the moment flew
astride a steed afire.
Now, transfixed upon my view
another warms that heart not me!

Mine filled with brine of cider
as, twisting on its sticky spleen
like arachnid victim of Mr. spider
the finishing touch came on the scene
a silent scream my only plea:
What dastardly effect could curb
to this extent an impulse so strong in me
there'd not be answering fire in Thee?

... Came a sigh from somewhere around
bearing a message that set me aground;
'Indifference is a clue the wise always heed,
would you be as wise indeed.'

October 30,1990