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Renaissance

Renaissance

As her weary, hardened glare did collide with those mesmerizing, fickle, duplicitous eyes for a second time,

The once beautiful, colourful world collapsed yet again into a void of nothing.

For those production line forgeries were little more than an illusion carved from a fortuitous mould designed to break even the most robust minds,

Therefore those vulnerable, shieldless souls were as good as dead.

Yet from the volcanic rubble and ash within rose a new breed of woman whose once dancing blue pools masked a secret of their own,

A still steely grey armour forged from the earth’s core, unbreakable, untarnished and pure.

Heaven help anyone who should try to fracture this warrior’s soul, 

For he would be greeted by her newly found strength and resolve to crush any foolish knave who entered her orbit masquerading as a gentleman,

A tsunami of retaliatory shell fire, unforgiving, relentless, merciless.

So for all his fragile bravado, unwittingly he played a part in her evolution,

Therefore his insecurity was met by gratitude, his weakness with fortitude, his duplicity with indifference.

She was the monster he’d never meant to create, and she would be his eventual undoing.

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She was the monster he’d never meant to create, and she would be his eventual undoing.

I don't think I have ever seen metaphor, displayed in such a powerful manner, very impressive work ..

I admire you ink!

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Giselle Jones

Bless you, thanks ! Yes there is an element of Mary Shelley's 'Frankenstein' in there : treat someone shoddily and they become a monster. Love gothic literature ! Hope I don't come across as bitter and twisted , ha ha ? I've simply drawn on my experiences, the ones that provoked the strongest emotions, and channeled , or at least tried to channel those feelings into my poetry. 

If you feel passionate about something, it should come through in the text! 

The knave in question is also a poet, and this poem is a response to one of his poems . 

Thanks again for the encouraging review !  

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no worries, I scibbled some depressing ink at times, say what I already past the level of ever giving a shit about others think ; )

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Giselle Jones

Ha ha , indeed !  Writing these things down helps the healing process , it's very therapeutic ! Yes that exactly the right attitude  , it really doesn't matter what other people think. I learned to let the nastiness bounce off me . Take care :) 

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now I know ..................................................you got Nano technology the bounce thingie hmmm to get rid of the nasty stuff right  ?  yep I am slow... ; )

oh and congratulations on the nomination....well deserved ....

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Giselle Jones

Thanks, yes I was genuinely surprised and thrilled, completely unexpected ! Doubt I'll win anything as I've checked out the competition and it's fierce , but very encouraging none the less ! 

It's thanks to you guys I think , for voting ? I'm not entirely clear how the nominations work.

Best wishes :)

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tempemendivil

Man, when I turned onto this page, Wagners "Die Walküre" Act Three just started into my headphones... Great scene setter for this very strong womans write, very right on man... Each takes the other further it seems, as he makes her into a monster for his egos sake, but she is now stronger than before, in return, she breaks him of his ego, possibly making him a better man... Very interesting, take good care:

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Giselle Jones

Exactly tempemendivil ! Don't get me wrong , there are some decent men out there , and a lot of chancers , but as time goes on women become  better at spotting the bad eggs before they can do any damage ! Exactly right , she has grown stronger as a result of her experiences , something her perpetrators didn't foresee or intend  , so in a perverse sense , those who have treated her badly have done her a favour .

Whether the bad guy becomes a better person or not as a result depends on whether he has a conscience or not . In this instance , unlikely as he is a narcissist , never had to take responsibility for his actions and therefore thinks he has done no wrong . Sadly he will simply move into the next victim who takes the bite . Hopefully it won't break her and she too will rise phoenix like from the ashes ! 

You take care too , look forward to reading your poems too !

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Gayle McMillan

A masterpiece of rising up, overcoming, self empowerment, strength and resilience! You go girl! The victim becomes the warrior. She's a lion with steal spikes for a backbone... Her silent cries become a roar and she ain't taking it anymore! I love it!

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