Revelation labeled
me a miscreant
and the faithful
gave me a
verbal boot kick
into the flames.
I was set
at hell’s gate
when I removed
my self righteous cloak.
It’s weight became
too heavy when
light left moth holes
in their dogma.
My spirit had
been shown
there was more
than one path
to our creator.
Evidently love
bears all things
except expressing
God had given me
a change of heart.
Susie Clevenger 2012
Real Toad's A Word With Laurie: Miscreant
Laurie challenged us to write a poem
using the word miscreant.
using the word miscreant.
Comments
We need to always be open to enlightenment.
Lovely poetry. Loved the moth holes letting in light :) Gentle and yet powerful in its truths.
in their dogma...
That is what happens when we start to think, sometimes. But sometimes I have been surprised that with further exploration dogma isn't always wrong. ("Religion" has been quite a journey for me) I liked this poem.
The extended metaphor works well and the happy lilt of your words shows that in addition to the name calling and possible exclusion from heaven, your character has joy in her heart.