Shades of Grace

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    I'm not a big fan of rhyming, at least in my own poetry. Free Verse is more my thing, especially because following a rhyme scheme is almost impossible for me. I didn't really manage to here either, but I suddenly got the urge to try. Corny and not quite what I intended, plus overlong was the result, but I enjoyed the writing, so I'm posting it anyway.

    What am I?
    I am
    Eight shades of black and a broken heart
    Many shades of grey and a failing mind
    That I think about keeping
    Or leaving behind
    For posterity.
    I am
    The only thing I’ve ever known
    And the last thing I will ever be
    But mostly I am
    a child at heart
    Who has never been free.
    And I am
    So many things in between
    And so lost.
    But time passes by
    With armfuls of goodbyes
    With aching, with sighs
    and we lose what we were
    And the only thing left is the hum and the purr
    Of my memory
    Which tastes like your voice
    So rough and so round
    And smells like the sound
    of your
    Funny old car in the cold
    In those days
    With each other to hold.
    I loved the coarse edge—
    Of your consonant speech.
    Miss the lick of your throat
    As you stood and you preached
    About justice.
    What have I been
    And from whence have I come?
    A long road between
    And a million to come.
    Lays my home
    and the place
    Where I last
    saw your face
    But we both are a long time gone.
    What might I be?
    I just do not know.
    Since the world and its lovers
    They fast come and go
    From the places and meanings
    And graces I’ve seen,
    The six shades of blue and the spaces between
    That I once called my own.
    Though I write and I write
    I just can’t seem to find
    thread to close that last bite
    You took out of my mind.
    The brown of your eyes
    As we split in two
    Prints itself on my chest
    And as if on cue
    That damn organ below it
    Just cracks through and through.
    So walk away, walk away
    Walk away fast
    Take it all with you
    My future
    My past
    Misery, misery
    Though taken its toll
    I still want you to know
    That I love you as much
    As I ever did then.
    If you should ever need help
    Any what, where, or when
    I’ll be there in a flash
    With my heart in my hand
    Or a trick up my sleeve
    And I’ll do what I can.
    Because I love what I love
    though conditions may change
    I’ll still be there with bells on
    despite fear, hurt and age
    Time may crack
    Even bedrock,
    but some things
    don’t change.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Abso-flippin'-lutely fantastic!!!:smile: :smile: :smile:

    You say rhyme's not your forte?
    I don't believe that myself - I think you shine shine shine in rhyme!:wink:

    Brilliant!!!!! Especially, like so many others, read aloud!:smile:

    Thanks for sharing this one, I love it!

    least xoxoxox
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    brilliant :)
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