Pages Of A Woman's Soul

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 FIGHTING DESPERATION
Desperation works
its insidious spell
on a heart far
too fragile
to fight

With Machiavellian
pleasure it feeds
in the loneliest
hours of
the night

Twisting the mind
into fractal thoughts
so puzzling a
savant could
not win

The last vestiges of
reality hold sway
and try to
be heard o'er
the din

Then just at the brink
of irrational fear
come glimpses
of clear
contemplation

The spirit's true strength
then draws peace to the soul -
with the sword of
profound
meditation.


K.Tate Jacoby
copyright October 14, 2008





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