Blessed be thy name
For faith has an honor all it’s own
Forks in form, pronged and sharp
Instinctual desire shed ties
Leaving antecedents
In the valley of spoons
An ocean’s cavalier sense
Undulating froth forming-
-Foaming from surf to shore
Barely flirting it’s depths to mind
It’s all plebian, defenses called
Lackluster, conjecture built for applause
Stratagems dematerialize
Forfeiting thresholds
Within envelopes we cannot pretend to see
Awry, a Grecian tragedy
So many in varying song
Dedication to the divine
Never were these Pagan fairy tales
Intended for path-mark
They were but dreamt
To fill in the blanks- unanswered-
And to keep the walls from closing
Blessed be thy name
Subdue desire, free restraint
In honor’s moniker
I still have faith
You really weaved in some mythical/lore type ideas with this one. From the pagan's to rome and the plebians. All thinking they were doing right by their faith, no matter the outcome. But still I guess I also still have a little faith..haha
ReplyDeleteto fill in the blanks and keep the walls from closing...very nice...like how you open and close this as well...
ReplyDeleteTHanks guys, glad you both enjoyed this piece. Yeah Pat I had a bunch of fun putting this one together, Religion, Myth and History. Thanks again guys, always appreciate hearing from both of you & taking in your feedback
ReplyDeleteVery "poetical" indeed! :P
ReplyDeleteVery soothing verse flow, nicely done! :)
Bubbles, thanks for stopping in, really glad you enjoyed the poem and thanks for the feedback/compliments. Much appreciated:)
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