The High Priestess

The High Priestess

A Poem by Laura Kate

Strings of wind play with her hair

A bright new path maintains her stare 

Sharp stones scratch beneath bare feet 

True destiny is hers to greet. 


From despair she struggled and climbed

Walking away from troubled times

Towards a future of her own 

Proud to think how much she’s grown


Stormy nights behind her now 

this she claims, her faithful vow.

© 2019 Laura Kate


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sometimes we have to just take off our shoes and let the ground do what it will to our bare skin.
We must be strong enough to weather the pain because once we have done that....we have only grown stronger....scratches, bruises and cuts notwithstanding.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

I always loved running around bare footed :)
Thank you for your encouraging review Jacob
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love it ... power and grace ... true wisdom to walk away from any past that holds us down .. stretches us out to thin to see .. the stones and bare feet are vivid ...i can feel it just sitting here ;) wonderful form flow and rhyme .. a fine read for me!
E.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

Thank you E :)
Thoroughly enjoyed these words!

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

Thank you M.Remeat! Nice to meet you :)
Misterr Remeat

4 Years Ago

And you as well!
The vow of a strong woman, body and spirit. This poem acknowledges reality, the suffering and hardships most face in life, sometimes alone. But, the optimism and strength conveyed here are enduring. The mind conquers what it chooses to conquer. A moving poem, Laura Kate.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much R, especially for acknowledging the balance found between mind, body and spirit, a.. read more
I sense in these lines you are a fixer too. the hardest thing for a fixer is to walk away defeated it makes it all the more difficult when in the process of hope the fixer gets beaten and bruised to no visible gains! it is hard sometimes too to see that the fixer sometimes needs the attention they deserve but always give. but in the walk away and the healing of self creates a stronger comprise to your composition.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your understanding review Robert, my fellow fixer!
sometimes we have to just take off our shoes and let the ground do what it will to our bare skin.
We must be strong enough to weather the pain because once we have done that....we have only grown stronger....scratches, bruises and cuts notwithstanding.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

I always loved running around bare footed :)
Thank you for your encouraging review Jacob
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This is really good. Tight rhymes with a great flow and rhythm. I like the metaphor of a new beginning with the struggles of a hard climb ahead. Well done. CD

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

Thank you so much CD, especially for commenting on the technical side of things which comes into pla.. read more
Walking back to happiness. This tells a story of struggling through the darkness to find light at the end of the tunnel. She should feel proud, this is well written.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Laura Kate

4 Years Ago

Thank you Chris, I'm happy that the pride came through to you.
Laura

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