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No Hero's Journey : Day Twenty
(sonnet)
No hero’s journey stands so perilous
As one who’s future all the Fates foretold.
No blaggard’s words could craft so scandalous,
As heart-felt truths in drunkard's lips controlled.
Can love so change a soul, its will brought down,
To seem to be a something that it’s not?
Can castrate words so heartlessly expound,
That love destroy, its sacred pledge forgot?
My soul behind, held in its shallow grave,
Two thousand miles I traveled from that place.
A pillaged scape, no holy grace could save,
A cock in shattered frame and drink’s debase.
No hero’s journey stands so perilous.
No blaggard’s words could craft so scandalous.
20/30
Word: 105
Unique Words: 75
#NaPoWriMo2019
NaPoGloPoWriMo2019
No hero’s journey stands so perilous
As one who’s future all the Fates foretold.
No blaggard’s words could craft so scandalous,
As heart-felt truths in drunkard's lips controlled.
Can love so change a soul, its will brought down,
To seem to be a something that it’s not?
Can castrate words so heartlessly expound,
That love destroy, its sacred pledge forgot?
My soul behind, held in its shallow grave,
Two thousand miles I traveled from that place.
A pillaged scape, no holy grace could save,
A cock in shattered frame and drink’s debase.
No hero’s journey stands so perilous.
No blaggard’s words could craft so scandalous.
20/30
Word: 105
Unique Words: 75
#NaPoWriMo2019
NaPoGloPoWriMo2019
Published 20th Apr 2019
Author's Note
Moving West - August 29, 1986 - September 7, 1986, Athens GA to Davis CA.
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20th Apr 2019 3:15pm
I like the way you take sonnets into new and guttural realms, Geoff. Neat, and a great read, with meaty words to get one's mind into.
