We are trapped <br />Beauty Eyed <br />in beholder's <br />gaze, <br /> <br />expectations flush <br /> <br />iron icons <br />bind us; <br /> <br />Do not move <br />or blink; <br /> <br /> <br />a tiny shift <br />and beholder's view <br />is at once awry; <br />now disappointment, <br />because aspect new <br />has changed the view; <br /> <br />in a strobe shot <br />we are all caught <br />in expectations light, <br /> <br />flicker or blink <br />as we must <br />and we ruin <br />beholder's dream, <br /> <br />and pay double price <br />at the bar <br />where Bitter Drought <br />drinks. <br /> <br />What nostrums <br />and remedies, <br /> <br />what drunk variations <br />from Expectations Cup <br />dash Hope to fiery Death <br />unnoticed: <br /> <br />Expectations yours <br />but unmatched by mine: <br />signal we two then choke <br />most times <br />in the In-Between.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-eyed/
