She embraced the rituals of worship
of which practicing seemed to bring calm
to a personal life bereft of its’ being
whereupon entering a sacred place of
stained glass windows and the statues
of holy saints long dead brought
daily tests to question her soul
she watched men cloaked in white robes
garnished with vestments hung about
their necks symbols of their holiness
where the incense they spread in the air
afflicted her senses but must be done
for it was said it purified & cleansed
raising up the prayers of the faithful
but nothing addressed her innocence to
enlighten her of past holy wars that spread
death to those who believed naught the same
so she entertained a communion white veil
to be replaced later by a robe of red as
she promised to put her belief in those
words written by nameless faces of others
she believed in it all until the day her
faith stood the ultimate test of the reaper
causing her heart to have a hope of its’ own
© August 2017 Renee Espriu
This is in response to Jamie Dedes’s Wednesday Prompt. You can see other poet’s responses at https://jamiededes.com/2017/08/16/a-puppet-dancing-in-the-dark-a-poem-and-your-wednesday-writing-prompt. The photo below was taken from the Morgue File and digitally altered by myself.
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So good to read your words ! A story well narrated.
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Thank you for you comment. Glad you enjoyed the read.
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loved it renee.
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Thank You Trisha! I will never have the energy you have for all of your sites but I now have one other new site. I will see how well I do with it. Hope you are well!
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Pictures is very mysterious what is it?
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I used an online application to put small amounts of red paint on the photo of a stained glass window. I often take a photo and use the application to digitally alter it and make it my own creation of digital art. Thank you for visiting!
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Renee, you have a comment on my site from Reena Presad.
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Thank You Jamie. Have a good day!
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Just a beautiful poem Renee..
“whereupon entering a sacred place of
stained glass windows and the statues
of holy saints long dead brought
daily tests to question her soul ”
I am finding that sacred place right now dear Renee as I take time out for a while longer.. Much love to you.. and yours.. Hugs and Blessings Sue xx ❤
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