Viv Wigley Poet Quatern

Confessional- Quatern

Raw conscience brought me to my knees,
no strength left to defy my shame.
Soul manacled, bereft of keys,
pure guilt by any other name.

To gain my life bought by his loss
raw conscience brought me to my knees.
I face torn sinews on the cross
for by this death mankind he frees.

Hands clasped, head bowed I make my pleas
recounting sins like tables times,
raw conscience brought me to my knees
to man and Lord confess my crimes.

Now cleansed, hands, eyes and soul I lift.
Though this penance is by decree
and liberty the promised gift-
raw conscience brought me to my knees.

For 'Show me Quatern poetry' , sponsored by Andrea Deitrich
27th January 2016

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Poet Destroyer A February 7, 2016 at 11:51 AM Viv, always a delight to hear from you

Lin Lane February 7, 2016 at 6:13 AM Congratulations on a fine Quatrain, Viv. A clean conscience is so valuable. Viv Wigley February 7, 2016 at 11:34 AM Thanks Lin, an interesting but tricky form to canoodle with x

Elaine George February 7, 2016 at 5:27 AM A beautiful Quatern, Viv. Many congrats on your win. Elaine Viv Wigley February 7, 2016 at 11:33 AM Thanks very much Elaine, appreciate your visit. Viv x

Poet Destroyer A February 7, 2016 at 4:18 AM VIV, Congrats in Andrea's contest. LINDA Viv Wigley February 7, 2016 at 11:32 AM Thanks, Linda, Viv x

Andrea Dietrich February 6, 2016 at 6:42 PM Viv I had this lower at first and then I reread it and decided the theme was so profound, it deserved at least a fourth place. GREAT topic and well executed. Congrats for the win. Viv Wigley February 7, 2016 at 12:56 AM Thanks, Andrea appreciate your judgement in what is to me, a tricky form. Viv x

Jan Allison February 6, 2016 at 6:31 PM Dropping back with my congrats Viv:-) hugs Jan xx Viv Wigley February 7, 2016 at 12:58 AM Thanks Jan, or 'go raibh maith agat' as they say in Dublin. Actually, I much prefer 'diddly doy doy doy'. Viv x

Duke Beaufort February 2, 2016 at 7:31 PM It's good to confess what is inside if it be something you need to forgive yourself for. I should probably partake, but I must prefer holding it all in. Life forces us to make so many interesting choices. Viv Wigley February 2, 2016 at 10:39 PM Indded, Duke, but my legs aren't stong enough to carry the baggage :) Thanks for dropping by. Regards, Viv

Probir Gupta February 1, 2016 at 9:11 AM Wonderful spiritual write... Viv Wigley February 1, 2016 at 11:31 PM Thanks, Probir, I appreciate your comments and your visit. Regards, Viv

Robert Lindley February 1, 2016 at 7:14 AM Excellent spiritual poem. Superb ending , a pleasure to read such a gem crafted by you my friend. A7 Viv Wigley February 1, 2016 at 7:55 AM Thanks Robert, hope you're well. Regards, Viv

Lindsay Laurie January 27, 2016 at 6:48 PM G'day Viv ... great poem Viv to free your soul. Tell me though, do the words 'not you again' sound familiar to you - Lindsay Viv Wigley January 27, 2016 at 10:54 PM It's always nice to get over influenza then suddenly go down with a bout of Australasia, Lindsay, appreciate your visits. I haven't had much time souping lately, lots going on, so I'm playing catch up. Regards, Viv

Jan Allison January 27, 2016 at 2:00 PM lovely spiritual write Mr Viv - its quite a challenging form - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx7 Viv Wigley January 27, 2016 at 11:11 PM Yes, Jan, one of those styles that had me scribbling on bits of paper all over the house and through mealtimes to cobble it together. Thanks for the 7, Viv x

Daniel Turner January 27, 2016 at 6:53 AM Lovely poem,Viv. Viv Wigley January 27, 2016 at 7:56 AM Thanks, Daniel, an unfamiliar form for me, I sort of have to write it starting at the end, then jumping to the front, then linking it up in the middle. Lot's of scrap paper in the bin :) Regards, Viv

Kp Nunez January 27, 2016 at 6:10 AM Powerful poem, Viv! PS. Did you mean "brought"? Hope it's alright here...Kim :-) Viv Wigley January 27, 2016 at 6:18 AM Well spotted, Kim, you are a gem. Remind me never to compose verse whilst there is a three year old cat trying to knock my coffe over. Viv x

Anne-Lise Andresen January 27, 2016 at 4:33 AM - The heart, the will and the conscience - A difficult balance - A great poem, Viv - Good luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Viv Wigley January 27, 2016 at 4:35 AM Takk, Anne Lise. When I go to confession I have to take a packed lunch and a flask with me :) x