Wrath and Patience

 

Patience makes a great risotto,

sits reading quietly in the waiting room,

she practices her mindfulness, breathes deeply,

tolerates all those little trials of life.

Patience has placed her cool hand on  my arm

often, reminding me I move too fast,

Hurtle through life, unheeding.

Wrath’s a stormy lover, ripping photos,

tearing up letters, pressing “send” too soon.

he’s let me down so many times,

then turned up suddenly, palming

a tight wrap of adrenaline – white flame

surging gloriously, forcing me 

up to my feet, fiercely righteous.

We are still celebrating 7 years of the very wonderful dVerse. Amaya has prompted us with the 7 Deadly Sins, and their counterparts, the 7 Heavenly Virtues. I’ve chosen two of them – Patience and Wrath. Both are good friends of mine. Patience is a virtue, but she hasn’t always been right. Wrath is a sin, but he hasn’t always been wrong, either. Here they are.

 

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14 thoughts on “Wrath and Patience

  1. Loving the contrasts of emotions and energy as well as the form between patience and wrath Sarah ~ I can relate to both of them, at one time or another ~

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  2. Was this a contrapuntal poem like what we did a few months ago? I like this very much, showing the complexities within an individual and how two opposing traits can temper us. But also, as a commenter mentioned in response to Glenn’s poem about the state of the world, to be angry now may be considered a virtue. Thanks for this creative response, Sarah.

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  3. “Fiercely righteous” is terrifying. Once again, wonderful write. It seems wrath acts trying to unify paradox, I often think God doesn’t care if any of this makes sense, but rather that we just care for each other patiently as best we can

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  4. Perfect personification and I love the way you juxtapose them on the page/screen. I also like the fact that Patience is an actual name whereas Wrath isn’t and I can’t imagine anyone called Wrath. Also, you do need patience to make a perfect risotto – so that’s added spice in the form of wordplay! 😉 I can imagine Patience very clearly – she has to live in Chelsea. The lines that gave me a clear image of Wrath are:
    ‘a tight wrap of adrenaline – white flame
    surging gloriously, forcing me
    up to my feet, fiercely righteous’.

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