Test The Spirits

Of false doctrines

The first time I saw you 

You were, 

To my eyes, 

Like the Annunciation, 

Like Venus incarnated, 

Like a vision of heaven. 

The first time I spoke to you 

You sounded, 

To my ears, 

Like the beatitudes, the parables; 

Like the Delphine oracle; 

Like the good news. 

But finally I saw, 

And finally I heard, 

The real you: and you were 

A fallen angel in false light wreathed 

The wine of the pharisees; 

A whitened sepulchre.

Reviews

[Centfie]

Oh, okay...you and alluding are born of the same mama. Nicely written. Deep emotions are embedded in here

[Alvin L. Kathembe]

Thanks! Yup allusion is one of my pet devices. I like to tie my narratives in others; I think it makes the story that much richer.