grace anew

in time, the motion linear,

where now forever is being,

the other thread pulled from my head

unravels in mist and film,

saying, "my friend, rest here.

there is no lag beyond this state.

we tongues have fruit and taste as much".

in memories fading quick

i reach into an envelope and read

a letter that i never sent

to a friend i loved richly,

but its words are old and frail now

i'm sure she must somehow know,

but i fold the terms between the lines

and move an inch or two.

the space is drying,

i'm levitating

and waiting for grace anew.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

Some thoughts not expressed in words still do get conveyed. A wonderful expression from you.

[Daniel Dawes]

Really enjoyed the poem and its message. Thanks for sharing :)

[Rita L. Sev]

As long as you are willing to move that inch or two, grace will come... I like your phrasing in this one, Xavier. Well done.

[Ahena MK]

but its words are old and frail now
i'm sure she must somehow know,
but i fold the terms between the lines
and move an inch or two.

really good !!!!

[Linda alexander]

but its words are old and frail now
i'm sure she must somehow know,
but i fold the terms between the lines
and move an inch or two.

the space is drying,
i'm levitating
and waiting for grace anew.
poet is saying even if dreams never materialized prior, does not matter, there is no more waiting needed, and both still have the ability to full fill the dreams by changing the terms as meeting in terms of fond memories, once the terms are rewritten and the space is drying poet is levitating in his magical dreams for welcoming sweetest memories, intrigue, same time succeeded to bring light to message dreams are still possible and welcoming as terms changed slightly fitting to present, well done, enjoyed

[Vidya Bacchus]

I guess we all have to live with regrets in our life my friend.Very nice poem :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such wording!

opens doors to emotion, much of it..

partial regrets for what ifs that went by the wayside...opportunities passed up until it was too late.

and a hope to start anew...get a second chance.

really beautiful writing here.

[Frieda P]

Reads as regrets and waiting for absolution. Great last stanza, wraps it up nicely.

[Lyn Anderson]

Well, I can't top Chris's words but I can say this is one of your best.:)