Sestina: God is Here Too.
Sestina: God is Here Too.
I’m exhausted being here.
Behind my psyche’s prison gates.
And incarceration has stolen my mind.
Inside my soul slowly dies.
My existence a self made caged hell.
Hopeless, not knowing what to do.
Really, I haven’t a clue.
Things are so unclear.
Inside tortured I yell.
And desperate my heart palpates.
My spirit and soul on a morale decline.
Tears fill my eyes.
I have to wonder why?
A truth I can’t construe.
A truth for which I am blind.
Ravaging pain that is so severe.
An existence in dire straits.
From God’s grace I fell.
A lesson learned well.
I raise my head up to the skies.
A new life a waits.
I have changed my view.
My prayers so sincere.
Salvation I did find.
I am looking forward and not behind.
And my demons have all been expelled.
Erased is all my doubts and fears.
No more evil. No more lies.
My reward I eagerly await.
Faith and hope inside me grew.
How do these changes translate?
I returned love in kind.
And that means I forgive you!
And as God’s witness I am here to tell.
Of his great surprise,
As he is very near.
And you will cheer, when his message resonates.
My, do I really need to remind.?
I am here to tell, God is here too.
As I have reported on several other of my poetry hubs during the Hub pages poetry contest I have been studying poetry. And while this is a completely new form of writing for me I eagerly study each form of poetry and then give it what I consider to be the college try. And the competition is really steep in this contest as there are many poets who have been writing for years.
My goal was to learn as many forms of poetry as I could while maintaining originality. I saved the Sestina as one of the last poems I would try as it is a much more challenging form of poetry then I was use to. However I think I managed to write a Sestina but as always only you my readers can be the judge of that.
I think my strategy was a very poor one if I had hoped to win the poetry contest. I should have focused on one type of poetry and then written all my poems in that form instead of taking on learning poetry all at once and writing in as many forms of poetry as I could.
I do feel however I did learn alot about poetry. And if I was to gain nothing more than more knowledge about poetry then I came away a winner in this contest. And that is always a wonderful feelings to be able to be glad you did something. My son on the other hand was not so certain to have to learn poetry at such a young age was a good thing. But it was good for both of us.
And as much as I have enjoyed this contest and it has been the first one I have entered on Hub pages, I am not certain I would ever do it again while I was moving. And I participated in this contest while moving from one residency to another.
I would think it is obvious from the poem but in many ways since my Mother has died I have felt very lost. And I am only beginning to find my way back through the grace of God and writing. I was literally broken after so many years of end stage cancer care all by myself caring for my son with complex medical needs and Autism. I was a prisoner to my Mother's cancer. There was no one to help and I couldn't neglect her. And when you care for some who is dying day in and out for two years you no longer think of yourself but of their needs first. So I became a stranger to myself as I was all consumed in cancer care. I still care for my son but given the level of medical care I had been providing I can practically do it with my eyes closed.
So I wanted to write a Sestina about a person who was lost and who God helped, through his presence, find their way back through forgiveness. I hope you enjoyed the poem.
Since I am new to Sestina poems I will refer you to the link below if you would like to learn more about them.
How to Wrtie a Sestina Poem
- How to Write a Sestina - wikiHow
How to Write a Sestina. A sestina is a form of poetry that uses a method of repeating words at the end of each line. It has 6 stanzas of 6 lines each, with an envoy (or tercet) of three lines to conclude the poem. While a sestina may seem...
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