(Evaline) sestina attempt # 1

Her need for preservation was quick.
He promised to lead her to a better life--
Her anxiety bordered on craziness,
But every ounce of her being
Shied from the commonplace.
Possibilities danced in her vision.

But she was haunted by ghosts in periphery vision,
Not clearly focused, but her heart beat quick,
She realized her very ambitions were commonplace.
Was this what she had wanted for her life?
Fear of failure bringing her to craziness,
It was a chore to just continue being.

Her frenzied thoughts could not keep from being
Dark, and it blotted blackness throughout her vision.
Such an effort to hide from all the craziness
That seemed to slash clear through the quick
Of her soul-- and in the confusion of her life
She began to discover solace in the commonplace.

There in the unappreciated commonplace
Was familiarity- yet with this another sort of craziness
Because this was the very stuff of life
Ignored, and with it she sank beneath vision
And the descent was mercilessly quick.
Suddenly she was less than being.

Could this be the heirloom of an older being?
Trapped likewise in the commonplace
Barely daring to peek out the window, quick
With nonsensical lonesome craziness?
At the dock she confronted a different vision
And a terrifying pathway for her life-

Yet this pattern wove an inescapable life
Sentence-she owed her existence to this being.
Her mother's shadow forever dimmed her vision.
She could not escape the commonplace.
In this world one must accept some craziness
Or with madness shall be quick.

"As she mused the pitiful vision of her mother's life
laid its spell on the very quick of her being--
that life of commonplace sacrifices closing in final craziness."