Panes of Glass
A Sonnet or something like it
Permit me no grace if you can find me
Arm cocked back, throwing stones at panes of glass
Falling shards so sharp, they could cut the past
Maybe I do deserve blood’s warm embrace
Give me no solace if you can find me
Passing judgment while I’m slow to reflect
Shattered mirrors to count the tears I wept
Anything to pursue being heartless
Betrayals symptoms showed, I missed the signs
Then saw reservations, he had with you
Funny when you pretend you even tried
Leaving preservation for something new
Now leftovers taste like spoon fed lies
Hard pills to swallow, my bitter truths
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About the author
Jeffrey
Writing near darkness,
street lamps serve as precious light,
then bulbs fade to black.
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Prayer to Athena
Athena, goddess of war and wisdom, one of enchantments, guard me and my loved ones in times of need. Teach me the greatest gift of all is life, love and wisdom. Help me to remember the wiccan law harm none and teach me to keep in mine the threefold law. Teach me the lessons I need to be taught to grow on this wiccan path. Help me to remember to treat all people equal. Teach me to only do what is right and to use my magic and intentions to create a more peaceful balance for the world. Remind me to use magic only to benefit and never to cause harm to others no matter the reason. Teach me that we as wiccans are to love and save the earth and all life within it.
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Comments (4)
Amazing, even the balance of sounds in this piece are sharp. Thank you for writing this!
Vivid, heartfelt, descriptive… my kind of poetry fellow poet!
Incredible!!! 👏🏼 Love the vulnerability you share! So relatable!
Jeff you’re killing it man!