A Portrait Poem by Julia Klimenova
A Portrait
You have a face of a nun,
Of a saint.
Oh, let me paint you! -
I'm a sinner. Why
Trust appearances?
They lie.
You look so tired and kind.
You bear it all,
Yet uncomplaining. -
I'm learning to forgive,
But flesh is weak
Though hard I try.
I'll take the portrait. It won't
Disturb your peace
And nurture proud thoughts.-
Then you will take my soul,
And it belongs
To God. Good-bye.
Beautiful, profound and so uniquely 'you'..Very touching, Julia. As always, Sandra
Another fine poem which conjures strange images in the mind well done.
Upon reading your poem one can surf a new world and learn a new philosophy
Dear Julia, This is an interesting format: the poem as dialogue. It's a format that was more common in the late 19th century but with rhyme and meter. The title could well have been 'Temptation'. Brava for resisting! A very good poem. Kind regards, Hugh
It's simple but highly deserving...you are writing poems of thought and feelings. Thanks a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I like the open confession in this, Jules. The sense of immediacy also brings the poem to life. And I like the speaker, Jules. Honest, if flawed, and of course, so spiritual. A nice early morning read for me. Warmly, Gina.