MISCHIEF KNOWN BY GOD
Quirky tricks of my special child are amusing…
But vexing when they turn to be mischievous acts
Exposing follies in the guise of innocence;
Thus, I respond with love-filled correction-dealings.
My child’s mischief reminds me actually of mine
Which I try to hide to guard my reputation
Such is what human nature readily asserts
And I’m not exempted from succumbing to it.
Learning from my child’s naughtiness which does offend
I admit my own that may or can hurt and harm
Since nothing can escape from the omniscient God
Who compassionately forgives and freely transforms.
Thus, I ask pardon* for my mischief’s ill effects
While praying with faith to win against my defects.
*1Samuel 15:25 Now therefore, I pray thee, pardon my sin, and turn again with me, that I may worship the LORD.
Hybronnet: For this “poetic modification,” I made all first twelve lines to follow the blank verse form with twelve syllables each. Meanwhile the last two lines (lines 13 and 14) make a couplet, like that of a sonnet, with each line having twelve syllables.
September 8, 2018
7th place, "A Form of Mischief" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nina Parmenter; judged on 10/4/2018.
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