The water in the coffee’s hot.
The sand upon the beach is too.
When simple duty will not do
temptations offer what they’ve got.
So, should I stray or should I not?
A vortex has much snow to hurl.
With stormy wrath the wind will whirl
me where I do not want to go.
I see the signs. They tell me: “No.
Rejoice and stay. Let faith unfurl.”
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “whirl” to be used a C line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
Excellent! Love this: “Rejoice and stay. Let faith unfurl.”
May we be faithful as He is faithful.
Blessings.
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Thank you, Michael!
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This is a very deep poem, Frank. Lots of food for thought.
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I’m glad. Thank you, Robbie!
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Beautifully done Frank. The image of the whirling vortex of questioning, doubt but, ultimately, strong faith in your belief, is very powerful. Simple words for a complex argument.
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Thank you, Arthur!
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Bravo!
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Thank you, Mark!
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We’ll written! I especially like the last line as well.
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