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The Gift

Doleful tenaciousness,
dissonant outrageousness,
in contemptuous mist,
forlorn and dismissed.

Early morn my sensibility,
recaptured tranquility,
solitude my quest,
undeniably blessed.

Forbearance and fortitude,
visionary interlude,
a sonnet, an epistle,
a tenet, a gift.

Copyright © Jennie Cooper | Year Posted 2020

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John Watt Date: 7/11/2020 12:44:00 AM A lot of depth in a compact space. Agree with Silent One about your word choices; evocative, with some marvelous rhymes. "The gift" indicates gratitude for a blessing endowed. Nice. Login to Reply Jennie Cooper Date: 7/13/2020 1:11:00 PM Thank you...Sometimes less is more; especially, when playing with words. This poem does indeed come from a place of deep gratitude :-)

Gershon Wolf Date: 7/9/2020 5:45:00 PM Sounds as if the 'gift' is one you work hard for... And isn't that what life's about, after all? -- We make a herculean effort, and then whatever gift we get, it's on us to accept it. Nicely penned, Jennie! Cheers, Gershon Login to Reply Jennie Cooper Date: 7/10/2020 6:46:00 PM It is what life is about...grateful for what we have but not complacent. Thank you Gershon, much appreciated :-)

Imran Islam Date: 7/9/2020 4:20:00 AM Beautifully written, Jennie. Stay safe! Login to Reply Jennie Cooper Date: 7/9/2020 4:54:00 AM Thank you... you too :-)

Rico Leffanta Date: 7/7/2020 2:48:00 PM Nicely done, Cooper8! Aloha! Rico Login to Reply Jennie Cooper Date: 7/7/2020 3:08:00 PM Thank you Rico :-)

Silent One Date: 7/7/2020 10:55:00 AM Nice choice of words.. great last stanza.. Login to Reply Jennie Cooper Date: 7/7/2020 2:29:00 PM Thank you so much :-)