Grace

Grace is a devil in disguise

Grace is a construct of the human mind.

Twisted in white ladles hoping to find.

With beauty not being able to describe.

Grace is an abstract, feeble and kind.

She came to face me, up front.

Her white dress glowing in the moonlight.

I was dumbstruck in her beauty,

Trapped in my own mind.

We knew each other well.

At least I thought we did.

We played with our lives,

Not caring what tomorrow had.

Once in a blue moon,

I'd see her soul.

Soft skin under my fingertips,

Her lips pressed into mine.

I fell into her lies,

I fell into her despair.

In the end it was all for naught.

Yet I never considered the words.

She showed no remorse,

Showing less and less.

That white dress became an image,

I started to dread.

Grace is a devil,

A beauty in disguise.

You can hope all you want,

Never to despise. 

Author's Note

"You engraved words in my skin that dug deeper than they should have and clawed their way into my open heart. I welcomed them and wrote words on your skin too, but somehow they always stayed on the surface, washing away with ink no more permanent than your empty promises and gracious lies."
— cramjoon

I found this on tumblr so I wrote a poem inspired by it.

Reviews

[AliciaB]

Yikes. Spooky. I like the recurring image of the white dress, especially since white is often associated with innocence, and you turned that idea on its head with this poem. A long time ago I read the book Moby Dick (it's about a crazy ship captain who's obsessed with hunting this giant white whale), and while I was pretty young at the time and a lot of it went over my head, I remember one chapter in which the narrator pondered how white can paradoxically symbolize innocence and purity or absolute evil. I don't remember the examples he used, but this poem reminded me of that. I like how you were inspired to write this by reading something someone else had created. I like to find inspiration in other people's work as well. Nicely done!

[Coyote Poetry]

A very nice story told in the words.
"I fell into her lies,
I fell into her despair.
In the end it was all for naught.
Yet I never considered the words."
The above lines. My favorite. You gave life and reason for the word. Grace. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

edgy ..angry ... and sadness over disappointment ...i believe in Grace so you set me on edge right away (of course could be word play ..but still) ...and a twisted White Lady .. oh my ... would make her a changling then ..not quite white ...but your hero was still sucked in ..broken and spilled into skeptic irrepair ..:((( i read a little of The Raven's review and when reading i did not pay much attention to form nor rhyme ..it read smoothly for me and the story, i found, very intriguing .. read it again to pay attention to rhyme and it still didn't matter to me ...
E.

[TheRaven]

What up with the rhyme scheme in the opening stanza and then abandoning any type of rhyme for the rest of the way? I'm just curious. I like free verse, though it's probably important to keep in mind how having a scheme and then departing from it might take your readers away from the piece. It's fine if you do it on purpose, but, it feels as though it wasn't. Personifying 'grace' based on the post you found on tumblr was cool. I get the feeling from the idea that the speaker feels as though grace is not a strength but a weakness. It's a lie. Taking a loss with grace. Taking an insult with grace. You hold in your retaliation, even though speaking out against something isn't the 'violence' people seem to believe that grace prevents. Sometimes, you need to stand your own rather than show 'grace'. The ugly side of grace, the lies of it that build and build.

[Nisreen]

Seems like You have Voiced a deep sadness
I Only lately have lèarnt That one is to never see anything from théir own standing
Each Of us has théir own understanding Of emotions and Ways to live
So i guess to Truly love someone
Is to Truly experience That emotion through théir Ways
So our partner çan feel That emotion through our own Too

And thats how Two people grow together

I guess

I enjoyed reading this

[CrumbsInMyBed]

I loved it. Absolutely beautiful.

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely poem. I enjoyed the flow of this write so well written and told so softly in the narrative, delicately told!

[JBoone]

Well done. Great imagery. Powerful messsage.

[unspokenpain]

flowed nice. Good form that speaks volumes. Keep working.