Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Quaint

We seek for the familiar,
demand what we have known,
consider quaint, alternatives;
reject what we are shown.

In holding to familiar,
we keep illusion near,
in comforting security
so certainty does breathe.

 http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2014/01/trifecta-week-110.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+trifectawritingchallenge%2FIazs+%28Trifecta%29

5 comments:

  1. What a lovely poem-I specially loved the second para-so true:-)

    ReplyDelete
  2. I love this - so much truth in your words. We keep a death-grip on what we know because it's more comfortable than facing what we don't.

    ReplyDelete
  3. This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete
  4. The devil you know, right? Thanks for linking up with this fabulous response.

    ReplyDelete