Sunday Sonnet!

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Would that the powers of redeeming Grace
Disarm the haunting denizens of doubt,
Intent on mien of Goodness to displace,
That tentacles of harmful thought may sprout;
Would that the ambience of pax sublime
Subsume disabling spectres of despair,
Then shall be born a healing paradigm,
The fall-out of trust, broken, to repair.
Sweet Patience in soft, reassuring tone,
Apprised, fret not if time should tarry long,
We never stand entirely alone,
Persistence urges always to be strong.
Hope sallies forth its confidence to tell,
That manner of all matters shall be well.

©Meanderings 2018

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Sunday Sonnet #5

No more anxiety shall raise his head,
Like hibernating monster stirred from sleep,
When Trust admits grave Doubt to reign instead,
And muddied waters rise up from the deep;
Brave Confidence bewail his loss of calm,
Evoking prior memories of pain,
While Hope persists adminis’tring her balm,
And Faith her firm foundation needs maintain;
Let Care of dedicated kin and friends,
Supported by rich blessings in the Past,
For any misdemeanour make amends,
Thus, aberrations all we can outlast!
Fair, matchless, be the face of pard’ning Love,
That emanates from portals high above!

©Meanderings 2016

Triolet #3

No more Anxiety Permit,
The Warm Embrace of Trust Engage,
To Wiles of Doubt do not Submit,
No more Anxiety Permit;
Firm Smiles of Confidence Emit,
Scintillas of Concern Assuage,
No more Anxiety Permit,
The Warm Embrace of Trust Engage!

©Meanderings 2016