Scruples and the Wind

"The wind is the pounding of my heart."
My scruples join the wind which hammering hard can cause my pulse to race in constant onslaught against the gales of greed and pride caught off guard. My buckler, the Spirit, prods with pause for thought. Foreknowledge of pending storms illumines doubt preparing a path where my heart figures out that I can add prayer's peace as further light to clear the skulking shadow of jealous spite. August 18, 2022 Author's Notes: Constance LaFrance's sponsor Writing Challenge - Let Your Muse Be Inspired - R Form Poetry Contest I used the rispetto form, rhymed abab, ccdd, quote #3
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September 6, 2022 at 11:51 PM
Reason, excellent Rispetto poem wonderfully penned and presented and congratulations on your win in my Writing Challenge - Let Your Muse Be Inspired, God Bless ~
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October 13, 2023 at 4:06 AM
Thank you, as always, Constance for you generous support and encouragement of those who post at PS. You are a muse yourself with your prompts and contests.
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September 3, 2022 at 4:54 AM
Creative way to go with this winning work. Congratulations. Sara
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September 3, 2022 at 5:23 PM
Thank you Sara, I appreciate your support. Have a great LAbor Day.
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