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The Perigenetic Prayer (Sonnet) by ALChemy

Father live through me, be the shadow at my heel, the glistening of my brow, my halo and my crown. For I am yours truly, the incarnated ideal and the dream unbound. Mother be my refuge from the tempest and the temptress, (My desires for the sirens lead from violets to violence) be the quintessential muse for you are the empress that rules in serene silence.

Dovina 7-Feb-06/1:49 PM
Well, having satisfied my immediate concerns, let's see, what is you poem about? I feel almost Catholic reading it, but confused by "perigenetic" which led me to Imago. Had to look up perigenesis: "A theory which explains inheritance by the transmission of the type of growth force possessed by one generation to another." Still scratching my head on that.

The first verse sounds like Jesus talking to God the Father. But the second doesn't follow the way he spoke to his mother. Still, I like and relate to the second verse better.




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