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Penitent

If I should wake to live another day
my soul would surely burst with boundless joy.
On pious knee I would fervently pray,
repentant soul would actively deploy.
A full day of blessèd atonement wide,
a soul on mission to pay its penance.
Rapidly strolling with refreshing stride,
repentance on recent fair countenance.
A purposeful action of ascesis,
my heart would be uplifted from

Categories: penitent, death, forgiveness, joy, life,
Form: Sonnet

The Penitent

Not so hard to repent
    Don't mind if I do
  for the fabric I've rent
    in my relationship with you

  I'm so sorry, please forgive me
    I'll never hurt you again
  How's that? ... Mere words, you say
    Just so

Categories: penitent, men, relationship, sorry, truth,
Form: Rhyme

Penitent

Oh how I loved you, and I still very much do.
My world feels as though it’s going to end soon,
But no, I’d much rather spend the rest of it with a friend.
But really there’s no such person, that’s better suited, than you.

Categories: penitent, romance,
Form: Free verse

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A Penitent Soliloquy

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A Penitent Soliloquy

It is in junctures like these that I encounter myself 
traversing a meadow of spring colors just yon the lea
where purples and pinks contest further
plus blues delivering pursuit for an actual take.

In the completeness of the stretched out rivalry
as its foremost spectator wavered I in gratefulness
for

Categories: penitent, appreciation, father, heaven, meaningful,
Form: Free verse

Penitent

What joy!
My prayer's answer has surpassed passion's deepest well
And I am raised from my despair to grace's height
By poetry, that only sought to vent emotions,
Never dreaming another might consider it art
Or that friendship might be found in my verse.
Now even if sadness rules the earth,
My pen's ink will stain the page with joy,
My muse exult

Categories: penitent, life,
Form: Free verse

Penitent At the Altar

My gypsy, mystic, music soul dances in ellipses
Down pathways of holy manta mandalas.
Ritualistic, shamanists trace circles in painted sand,
And, I stand in boots of slavery,
Like a penitent at the altar,
Seeking entry permission at
The vulvic door of your love.

You wallow in anguished, angry fear,
Hungering with your eyes.
the rosey velvet treasure clutched
Like crumbled heart-shaped chocolate dreams-
Of Valentine's

Categories: penitent, allegory
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Prayer of a Penitent

Lord--
turn not away Thy face

Thou desirest not the death of a sinner

Thou desirest for men to come unto Thee
so that Thou mayest gather them
the way a hen gathers her flock

i have not been true to Thee
i have not harkened to Thy voice

Categories: penitent, angst, faith, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse