The Transformation

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Solitude 

I remain free

my own lost saviour

a follower of no-one

sorcering a new novena.

 

 

Awakening

I still storms

in steadfast spirit

a respectable sinner

proclaiming the illicit.

 

 

Doubt

I demure uncertain

face reveals and veils

heart throes stone to flesh

keeping close my seven devils.

 

 

Fortitude

I am graced

with all virtues from history

my archetype immortalised

amidst this scripture of mystery.

 

© Katypoetess 2016

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 20th Sep 2016 12:08

I think: your womanhood is breath-taking; your mind is a mine of great depth and width; your words are drawn from challenging resources.

If that sounds preposterous, so be it.

Haven't quite figured out 'Doubt' with 'demure' (beautiful word!); must be that 'uncertain' attaches to 'face' on the following line.

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Nigel Astell

Mon 19th Sep 2016 14:40

Break free from solitude
respectable sinner must awaken.

Doubt of seven devils
you can do without.

Fortitude is a prisoner
held back in time.

This is your chance
only regret will survive.

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