The Recalcitrant
by
Deone Wiley
copyright 06-28-2005
Age Rating: 13 to 127
In wonder now I kneel to pray
In chapel stirring to the child,
Its altar bathed in green and gold.
I had no sins that need be told.
My saints looked down and smiled
For then: from God I could not stray.
In dreams I see; in dreams I see
The innocent that once was me.
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Deone, for some reason, when I read this poem, the second stanza fails the first. I've read it a few times and I come up withe the same thing. It is a beautiful poem, don't get me wrong! But there is something that stops the flow at the end. In my opinion, it starts right after, "For then: from God..." For then, followed by a colon, doesn't make sense to me. I would simply say, "For from God I could not stray," It's a cleaner sentence. Also, to repeat, "In dreams I see," is redundant. And in the last sentence, I would say, "The innocence that I once was." This is just my opinion.
Our innocence was only for a short while. Now we are grown and life has dealt us our cards. But through God's grace we can regain some of the joy that we had during our innocence.
This poem brings out such a wistful sadness in me. To remember that innocence and to know that it can never be again for I cannot, even if I wished, unquestioningly accept the teachings of organized religion. Extremely well written poem.