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Machinations {Villanelle}

Last night while wading through my mire,
Drifting to the days you ruled with iron fists,
I honed my anger to a dagger spire.

You’ve convinced yourself of something to admire,
I remember the punishment for truth,
Last night while wading through my mire.

With venomous rapture I await your funeral pyre,
for all the suffering I did endure,
I honed my anger to a dagger spire.

Cruelty woven in your soul which hangs in dire,
I vowed, intimidating me no longer,
Last night while wading through my mire.

I will bear witness and rightly accuse you as a liar,
This absoluteness will cleanse my spirit, for,
I honed my anger to a dagger spire.

Riven I may be but all this you did inspire,
Your memory is my scar attesting to your rancor,
Last night while wading through my mire,
I honed my anger to a dagger spire.

Author notes

Sometimes memories that cling and shape you are not always happy. The trick is to learn from it and move on. Im still in the moving on phase.

Machinations: A crafty scheme or cunning design for the accomplishment of a sinister end

http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/types.html

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  • Desire gold member
    October 7

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    Thank You!

    Thank You for Your entry: Machinations {Villanelle}
    This piece tugged hard at Spirit and after reading several times ~
    I'm Honored also Humbled You took the time to pen for this contest
    I do Hope You Enjoyed the Question and Answer one~
    You took the prompt and brought forth much for the Mind to feast upon~
    Bravo!! When I digest words written, images come through that grab hard~
    Woven Strengths: While reading Your words I kept being shown a pack of
    cigarettes for some reason and reference to pacing~ as if a child is about to
    be born and parent in the waiting room kinda scenario...
    I am seeing a Male just pacing as if nervous~ that type of feeling

    For some reason also I am shown reference to the Incas~ but then...
    words: Stone Temple Pilot~ not sure if the Group or something else...
    It could even be...Stone Temple.....then word Pilot...
    but was getting those words~ whether Metaphor or literal
    Adore the form and I don't believe I have tried it yet~
    Making note to self
    I keep being shown this Actress~
    Clea DuVall~ I keep seeing her face Something about her...I am nudged
    to show You...
    After reading again~ I am compelled to say a quote that is being shown to me
    from Walter Matthau- came out of the blue...
    "My doctor gave me six months to live, but when I couldn't pay the bill
    he gave me six months more.
    Every actor looks all his life for a part that will combine his talents with
    his personality... 'The Odd Couple' was mine. That was the plutonium
    I needed. It all started happening after that.
    It's very easy to live here. You're anonymous here.
    Nobody knows who you are."

    Also...phrase: Every rose has it thorns...
    However that is to be Interpreted
    Love the direction You took with this prompt
    Hopefully my comment to Your write makes sense
    Powerful verse and message You have brought forth

    These words grabbed and pulled~
    Cruelty woven in your soul which hangs in dire,
    I vowed, intimidating me no longer,
    Vivid Imagery poured in these lines...

    Thank You for sharing Your Talent also Voice
    also best wishes to You in the contest Sweet Soul
    Many blessings too
    with much love and light~ Desire~*~