My Confession (Petrachan Sonnet) by lordoftherings at All poetry

by Gregg Rowe

Upon my knees I fall – prepare to speak
Reciting: ‘Bless me Father, I have sinned.’
A life time battle – I can’t seem to win
Afraid my pagan God – sees me as weak

Never a woman, I shall plant my seed
I’ve lost my siblings – lack next of kin
I chose to love, is that where we begin?
At ten, as alter boy, my Soul you feed

It’s big – this sin, to love my fellow man
Unlike a woman – really I am dead
My Temple’s only skin, my Spirit blue

Today, once again, can I hold your Hand?
And tonight when I go to rest my head
Please absolve me so I can bid adieu

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Written August 24th, 2004

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pozo
September 13, 2004
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I liked this a lot, I like the fact that the only sin you have commited is love, yet you admit that to the Bible it is wrong (although I'm a Christian I beg to differ on this issue, I don't see how love of man/woman/both [as long as it's consential] can be wrong). A great poem, so beautifully written, I liked it a lot Thanks for commenting on my poem and keep writing
misselaineous
August 24, 2004
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Gregg ~ I have read these lines a dozen times now and they are playing on my mind ~ and I think it is your comparison with woman and being dead ~ it hangs hollow and harsh in my mind somehow ~ perhaps as a woman who feels like she's dying sometimes ~ i find the contrast and analogy somewhat disturbing.. we all carry our sins Gregg... mine are hanging very heavy right now I guess..
It’s big – this sin, to love my fellow man
Unlike a woman – really I am dead
My Temple’s only skin, my Spirit blue

unlike a woman ??? an explanation may help me if you have time .

great poem apart from my own conundrum ~ and not a reflection on either your talent or the sincerity held deep in the heart of this poem
thank you

elaine
Night Hope
August 24, 2004
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I, too, love sonnets...have many collections of
them...this is worthy of binding, as well, Poet...very
nicely done...you have my respects, certainly...not many
people CAN write one, let alone write it well...Very good
work here, Poet...PLEASE! Continue on...
~~~ Wanda ~~~
dyingsoul89
August 24, 2004
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What a great write. i enjoyed reading it. i think that you did a great job of putting the imagery and everything in this. good write.

crissy
cutiepie
August 24, 2004
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Excellent
I enjoyed the poem but at the same time I felt sad. I often wonder why people need to ask forgivness for something that is outside of their control. You dont need forgivness, love is all anyone needs and wants, so I have an urge to make a spontanious remark and that is "Grasp life with both hands and hang on " Excellent write, very well done
AndiWudBAimmiee
August 24, 2004
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This is very beautiful... and a very original work... i do enjoi how there is a slightly religious aire to it... keep writing its a masterpiece!
duana
August 24, 2004
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This is so wonderful. All I can tell you is that I LOVE your sonnets. They are always very beautifully done. I wouldn't mind it if you tutored me
gdwendyml
August 24, 2004
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nice rhyming, original!, it is really creative i really love it, and i liked the religion brought in, it really was a great poem, keep it up!
Plk71190
August 24, 2004
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Beautiful write, i loved how the religious outlook was brought in, it was worded perfectly. wonder ful job Keep it up

-Paul
lordoftherings
August 24, 2004
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Richard: Sorry that was a little typo of past tense should read Bless me Father...the opening recitation you make before you speak of your confession in the confessional. Thanks for bringing that up to my attention so I could repair it right away. As always, your critiques are in-depth and I appreciate any feedback you share with me on my poetry. Gregg
Edited on Aug 24, 12:57 because ''.
astralshepherd
August 24, 2004
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Gregg, this has a haunting about it. Lonely. I can hear the echo of the nearly empty sanctuary and the creaking of the confessional door. I feel the longing here to be forgiven, to be absolved, to be accepted in life. This is the human cry, not just yours and you have expressed that ache we all have within to know love, the love of God. I like the use of the color blue for the Spirit. (capital “S” as in Holy Spirit or your Spirit with the emphasis on importance) In one sense blue as if deprived of life, lack of oxygen…the other sense of blue as a color of the heavens, and redemption I am not Catholic, just been to mass a few times…never confession…little rooms frighten me but the line ‘Blessed me Father,” are you saying “Bless-Ed” ? (I have the hardest time in figuring out what the syllable-isms are - people stare at me funny when i take my shoes and socks off to count Wonderful work, Gregg, I been re-writing this comment for about an hour and re-reading you poem and noticed the views counter going up. Hope you don’t mind if i promote this a bit…i have a few points left. blessings and best wishes, ~richard
August 24, 2004
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Wow this is a wonderful piece. Unique idea in your "formatting". It works out really well. Awesome write. Mucho love peace and hugs

*~Bindy~*
ashwe91043
August 24, 2004
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i love this it is very artistic using a prayer as a format for poetry is very unique very beautiful i love this check out my work if you want!