Year 1 -- Lucinda Fountain -- One and the same

'tu ne cede malis, sed contra audentior ito'  ['Do not yield to troubles, but go against them more boldly]  

My 3 'Works in progress' ..

1.   (Using conceptual metaphor's as an analogy for comparable exemplifications of thought!)

Boom, bash, break my Bones,

Biting steel in rhythmic monotones,

Harsh hollows of heralding sorrows,

Gnawing, heartening upon a renewed morrow.


Echoes entrenched in dark desires,

Pounding promises on Ash filled Pyres,

Welding whispers of bygone eras,

Unbreakable bonds hammering near us.


Sparks fly, splintering our outcries,

     2.

Behold thy seed of family,

For I am always with thee_

Blessed are thy tested,

Incongruous beauty!

Hope betimes o’er yonder feign,

Betwixt afore said.

     3.

For I have seen the blackest stare,

Beneath yuletide grim reaper’s dare.

Provocation of coercive breaks,

At banalities triteness, doth penetrate.