I travelled so as I could see
Destiny proclaimed
What I looked like from Calvary
Chiding all the while
How dare I leave my family home
How could I support
Loved ones in absentia
I shan’t; I would retort
Best be lost – away – I say
And make up what is gone
Silver in the dining room
With gilt-edged plates embossed
I once was here – engravings say
I leave a mark (of sorts)
Like Olivia’s face (proclaimed)
A mask – gold rimmed – and taut
sensualism 