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My Divine Right


Author: k.o.malley
ASL Info:    28/female/seattle
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Words: 218
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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My Divine Right



To thy own divine
Weaved away within silk and lace
Entwining my bodies vital needs,
Binding me almost entirely.

God is a scent
Left lingering on skin shallow and stained
Washed away with the heavy breath,
Of my mothers untamed child.

Born of pure blood
Purging the admitted sins of unrest fullness
Lead me to loyal legerdemain of apathy,
For my skillful duplicity.

Hell has a hush
Silencing whispered whims of the chosen few
Patiently the willed meek wait with bitten lips
Drowning sounds of bitterness.

By thy own declared divinity God has tested
The instinct of my salvaged purity
Yet with faith and mercy stretched beyond
It's limited means already
I am left only with hopes glimmer to warm the cold
numbing of yesterdays weathered tempest rage.




Submitted on 2006-02-21 09:32:26     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  forgive me, i failed to understand what u mean.
personally however, i aint one bit righteous, for that wd mean am holy and that would mean...u know. i stopped thinking i was right long time ago, GOD IS RIGHT! all the time, John 10:10- the devil comes to steal, kill and destroy, but I (Jesus) have come so that you may have life, and have it abundantly.

i wish i cd understand what u mean for sure.
joel
| Posted on 2006-02-21 00:00:00 | by nevender | [ Reply to This ]
  Very thought provoking and soulful, although my personal feelings are that while faith may all to often be stretched or even forgotten, mercy is always without limit as befits the nature of God. It's there for the asking.

Consider God's grace towards King David who, while he should have been on the battlefield leading his men, stayed back and commited adultry with Bathsheba and then effectively murdered her husband to cover it up. Although he paid a terrible price (as did his descendents) he was nevertheless "forgiven", as the story goes.

Most original and appreciated:
"God is a scent
Left lingering on skin shallow and stained
Washed away with the heavy breath,
Of my mothers untamed child."

Questions: "Entwining my bodies vital needs", do you mean body's?
"I am left only with hopes glimmer to warm the cold", do you mean hope's? and "yesterdays", should that be yesterday's?

I have commented before that many writers choose to start each line with a capital, although this may be confusing at least to me since I'm then looking at that as possibly being another sentence when that's often not the case. Sometime's, I've been told, it's a matter of turning off that automatic capitalization feature on the word processor.

This work was not easy to follow in places and could be made a little more clear, but it has some well thought out images and yields a different point of view as to some doubts most of us tend to carry.

"To err is human, to forgive divine"
Alexander Pope (1688–1744)
| Posted on 2006-02-21 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]


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