Lady Destiny

Inspired by a photomanipulation by my dear friend and sometime muse, Liza Lorraine. You may note that many people are referenced in the tags of this posted poem, because as the poem went on, many emotional totems crossed into the sphere and needed their expression within the theme of Destiny as a woman.

Lady Destiny

you've taken many forms to warm the shadows of your sphere.
pain that can drain and stain, the times I hold most dear.
your path, a laugh and tear and puzzle to be solved.
only that which has been broken can, in turn, be evolved.

In February you have held my soul in simple words.
Marched me to the cliff to hear the voice of calling birds.
In August you have bound, profound, my soul to ageless sin,
a dream supreme, and yet I scream in silence, deep within.

So what have you now brought to me, Lady Destiny?
Another corpse that warps my sense and sanity?
Or are you now the lover, for the moment, once again?
Proclaiming quest is over and that hope may finally reign?

In November you have wound my boundless prayers for peace.
September shattered vow and now I find a dread release.
And what of strange April and the apples made of gold
now I am old and lost my speed to win the race foretold?


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.