Fortitude


 

 

 

 

Flames flaunt orange heat, dancing,
enduring ecstasy of burnt offerings
to the gods of painted perseverance.

Alongside, athletes run as deers
from guns of hunters, stretching
legs in loping strides, pumping
arms mettle to medal.

Written for Tuesday Tryouts/Wordgathering/Margo Roby

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to Fortitude

  1. margo roby says:

    Nice. I like the juxtaposition of burnt offerings and deer.

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  2. Misky says:

    Cleverly tied in with the photo. Well done. 🙂

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  3. Andrea says:

    What an image! I never saw the Olympics that way. And Sara, I’ve tried to reach you. I am andreaheiberg–gmail.com
    Please write to me

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  4. painted perseverance.

    Alongside, athletes run as deers

    This imagery is striking!!

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