Righteous

[billy]

you do the sonnet form so well and the content is excellent. that said i'm not sure of the scheme you're using in this one. [but it works really well]

i'm caught in two minds with the poem. on one hand i'm minded of a fairy-tale such as cinderella, but on the other and yjis is the one that works best for me is a real life relationship. the duality of good and not so good is very evident and is done in a way. i get the impression of a very strong woman who know when and how to submit without submitting. probably makes no sense but it's how i viewed it. no critical feedback. the couplet is almost magical

In dulcet tones she preaches from the pews.
She builds a bridge of fairytales and lace
and dreams a troll beneath it; on her face
are lips that smile and lips that pout: two sets.
While one may cozen, watch its twin accuse
and then deny the words so any trace
is nothing more than memory, a space
where questions grow, and so do epithets.
 
Her world is sand and sugar; any threats
of storms are met with trembles and retreat
but only from the torso, while her feet
dig deeper in with stylish pirouettes.
 
A spiral with no anchor is a line
that draws itself apart, in swift decline.