Beware angels and demons who reminisce
a life unstrung with each opportunity gone amiss
A path followed with purpose will rise above their doubt
Hidden in those moments before dawn, a battle we will mount
We know after the rain comes sweet bliss
On the mend, open to better, open to this
their condemnation we dismiss
Let them snicker, let them pout
these angels and demons who reminisce
Enemy and false prophet, both remiss
as pointed attempts to guide us fire and miss
Advice and admonition we can do without
Let them fume, let them spout
as of our hard-won victory we reminisce
Beware those angels and demons
photo: Pixabay
prompts: #IntrigueVerse, #NovemberFallsPoetry, #WyldeVerse, #inkMine
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