Glen Cherrington

(Kelowna, B.C. Canada)

Non Conformity - Poem by Glen Cherrington

It's hard to capture passion, an elusive force beyond our grasp.
Which defies laws, time, for fashion.
A smoky is behind the door, a twitching body against the floor.
These are passion, these and dreams of virgin whores.
Bottled inside a twisted mind, in flooding horror undefined.
Unlike passion.
Unbottled, unbridled, no fixed sight to point my gaze, surrounded in a sweaty,
sticky, haze, of passion.
Floats, a far, then draws nigh, and buries it's self within your eye.
Set me a fire in smoldering sin, and leaves your heart as cheap as tin.
It's hard to capture passion.

Comments about Non Conformity by Glen Cherrington

  • (4/26/2007 10:44:00 PM)

    This is a great poem. I read it several times. I am new to this site and yours was one of the first I read. (Report) Reply

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  • Joanne Kearsey (12/5/2006 7:41:00 AM)

    This poem, I think, is your best one. keep up the good writing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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