So I was feeling in a poetic mood again last week and this is what came out of me. My mind has been deep into creating book two and familiarizing myself with the characters. This poem is written from Yamini's perspective after she is given her first journal and expresses her apprehension for following Soliessen's leadership in the rogue's guild. In order to comply with her assignments, she learns to dissociate from herself and forms a vicious, cold alter-ego. Yamini has yet to name the piece.
A tangled web we weave indeed
From blades of steel so crass,
Withdrawn in part a once warm heart
To my dismay, alas.
We fight for those without a cause
And those who lack the skill,
But darkness hides behind those eyes;
She does it for the thrill.
I must get free from their decree,
From hatred and despair...
Find haven safe within this state,
I fear I know not where.
For there must be another way
To circumvent the lie,
To rescue those who'd flee in droves.
How can they? How can I?
I love how eloquent your poems are and can't wait till you can read them to me. I am often struck with how your writing sounds like something from another time in it's use and placements. I miss that time and I wish I could roll back time to live with Elizabeth Bennett. *sigh* Thank you for at least giving me a small glimpse of the language I have come to love immensely. You never disappoint Sean. Never. Keep writing and keep your spirits up.
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