Rivers Of Consciousness

Don't worry, be happy. Who knows what may happen?

Redemption

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,
And no rage may vanquish yours.
Your eye sees all,
Knows all,
Ends all.

At your feet we bow and caress with guilt,
Quarry to your lethal spears.
Weeping, we kneel,
Merciless,
Merciful.

Your splattered tears burn our faces,
While your smile scalds us harshly.
Divided we stand,
United
We fall.

You have been betrayed, dearest Mother,
Your stewards have failed you.
Naivety,
No excuse for
Futile pleas.

Exonerate those who dissatisfy you,
Or be bound to their shackles.
Cleanse us,
Save us,
I beg.

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I am by no means a poet, but we have moved on to this form in our course now and I’m interested to see where it takes me.
This weeks writing task we simply had to write a poem, trying to be aware of sounds and imagery, and if possible use an extended simile.

I’m quite pleased with the result 🙂

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