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Novitiate

by Laurie Duncan

Terse and rude, I prayed for love.
All my heart ached far worse.

Great God, then I begged for strength.
So these burdens doubled weight.

Scarred, it was patience I implored.
The days just dragged, jagged hard.

Hoarse, I wanted all virtue mine,
But temptations hounded my course.

Thrown, I prayed my love'd find God
and you both left me alone.

Last, a sinner asked how to pray.
And still now, she listens fast.

12/15/2010

Posted on 12/16/2010
Copyright © 2025 Laurie Duncan

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 12/16/10 at 01:10 PM

I enjoyed this so much. I recall a woman many years that found every time she found a lover God found her. And now she sits alone in a corner wishing only one had found her and that she never knew the other.

Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 12/16/10 at 01:53 PM

Excellent work. This is a real pleasure to read and I enjoyed your employment of every word.

Posted by Devon E Mattys on 03/10/11 at 02:13 PM

Laurie, as with many of your poems, this reads like a translation of great classics past. Brava, my friend. Brava.

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