Born with the name given by my father and mother,
for thirteen years I was known to capture and ensnare.
Then before hundreds I had become another.
My name was changed, it had it's own beautiful flare.
But my sinful heart was far from wonderful and pure
as I struggled to maybe find a way I could win.
You lit my child - now adult - heart due to who you were . . .
Help me to ensnare but be pure, Rebecca Catherine.
Author notes
~Whitemaiden
St. Catherine of Siena
If you haven't figured it out Rebecca is to Ensnare, Captivate
and Catherine is purity.
A contest entry
- Inspiring Females (fictional and non-fictional) by Frodofan.
600 points, ended April 20, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Hoodwinked
This is a beautiful poem. My real name means pure, so it is a close neighbor to purity. This piece is great, very wonderful to read. Great job and keep it up.
Always write from the heart
Never give up
Kate
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You the use of the word "ensnare" in the last line seems a little weird, used as a noun and for the second to last line, I think you should punctuate it like this to be more clear:
"You light my child - now adult - hear due to who you were"
Otherwise, this is really neat! I like that you chose to wrote an ode and the phrasing of the first line is really pretty. I think, when I was confirmed, I didn't think as much of it as I should have. I was surrounded by too many people who weren't really religious at all and were just getting confirmed because they were supposed to, that I sort of missed out on what it should have been.
Thanks for entering.
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