Battle of Sinners & Saints

she embedded her

mettle with Mike.

embattled, she needed

his spike.

to drive through the dragons,

that just seemed to hang on,

inflaming the worst in her life.

emboldened, she met

them at last.

emblazing the beasts

from her past.

all tolerance ended,

with might she expended,

destroying the curse that harassed.

empowered, she let

down her guard.

embarking–emotions

uncharred.

since scars can be breastplate,

and harbor the deadweight,

of dragons that live in the heart.

©Karen Robiscoe

 
 
Note: the title is a tribute to Joe Bonamassa & his awesome jam. The poem itself references Archangel Michael, one of my all-time favorite angels. Today is Michaelmas, a holiday honoring him that fell by the wayside. If you’d like to read a little more about him & this celebration, please click this link:

Blessings on Michaelmas

SO for the inspiration…