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PROVIDENCE OR FOLLY
by
Jamie Dedes
With gullible hazel eyes fringed in black lace
she looked out at the world.
With ears tuned to pulpit and street
she mistook . . .
. . . love for wisdom
. . . suffering for sanctity
. . . sex for intimacy
. . . saccharine for sincerity.
Because she endured,
she thought she was strong.
She took the tarnished confines
of her dark, singular world
for the broad vision of her god.
Living by accident,
she died on purpose.
Photo credit ~ Statue of a Young Nude Woman by Andrew Schmidt, Public Domain Pictures.net.
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Fabulous poem, Jamie. How this captures fractured heart pieces! Too many of us have done some or all to varying degrees – though we are still alive to tell of the loneliness that fueled the impetus to change!
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It is all of us, isn’t it? Hadn’t really thought about that. Too close probably to the person I wrote about.
Thanks for your always much valued feedback, Amy.
Jamie
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Sad, final last words there, Jamie. Her mistaken perceptions took their toll.
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They did, Gayle, and it was very sad.
Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
Jamie
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it made me think about suicide and then questioned the link to God, his purpose, hers, which purpose? I LOVE pieces that make me think 🙂 so thank you!! Happy gooseberry day!!!
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Uma, you never ever stop thinking. It is your great strength.
Thanks for your visit and support.
Jamie
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you make your characters alive here.
masterful writing…
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Morning, you are too kind as always. Thanks for taking time out of your busy, busy day to visit here.
Jamie
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Another excellent write. You are on a roll, Jamie!
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Thanks, Charles!
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“She took the tarnished confines
of her dark, singular world
for the broad vision of her god.” Wow!
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Actually, her whole story is in that one line.
Thanks for stopping by, Kay.
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brilliant.
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I don’t know about that, my friend, but I do hope you enjoyed it … despite it’s serious nature.
Jamie
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Oh…sometimes there is only so much…my friend always says to me…”even rocks crack…” and it is so true. You think you are resilient and can tackle anything, it is not always so. Again you really let us in…great verse.
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Thanks, Dianne. Your feedback is always valued.
Jamie
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you are very popular, and with reason! Your poetry always moves me, so full of images.
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Oh, TC, that’s very kind. Thank you!
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Well you got me by surprise in the end.. with your powerful words… I liked it so much….
“Living by accident,
she died on purpose.”
Thanks for sharing and I look forward to seeing you again…
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/
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