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Dark Grace

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Dark Grace


The asphalt of the ghost, deserted town is old and split,
my thoughts it claims upon the edges of sky's foreign moons,
I saw redemptive souls emerging from the depths of wit,
designs that winters form with interlaced on walls, festoons.

The Mistral blows (my soul), new paths defines and ridges crowns,
inside the dreams embeds the windy drawls and teenage years,
my mind foresees, its state to evolute and be renown,
while my December eyes become, reflectors of cold's tears.

Along those roads, deserted towns become a threaded toy,
of Mistral calls, a song abandoned in a bard's old tale,
unerringly be whistled by the ghosts and gusts' decoy.
alike the blowing winds (my soul), stand tall, in their assail.

She drifts in Mists! A cotton fog and mystery's versed text,
upon a sculptured bark, her promised vision I inhale,
Was I so handsome in her eyes, dimension thus convex,
a splashing wave upon her wharf and she, the night's dark veil?

I saw her form surpassing voices' amplitude and fast
on skyward billows of adjoining rains thenceforth to glide,
was pre-designed and coarse the destiny her beauty passed,
in emptiness wind-gates that led to naught, in fog to hide.

Befallen Angels then transformed time's masquerade to wings,
I saw my soul to stare at the buffoon's dark colored face
Inside the winds, a marionette he was without the strings,
- oh, her aphotic eyes that stared in me, and her dark grace!

© G.V. 10-02-2013 All rights reserved
(Iambic Heptameter - Quatorzain)

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  1. Date: 11/16/2013 5:32:00 PM

    How does an amateur respond to genius? Not!!! Licia :-)

  1. Date: 11/3/2013 11:58:00 AM

    Congratulations on your win... I especially love, 'Befallen Angels then transformed time's masquerade to wings, what a line!!!!! Love, SuZ

  1. Date: 10/30/2013 4:44:00 PM

    Awesome, Giorgio! Congrats!

  1. Date: 10/28/2013 7:57:00 AM

    Congrats on the win in the contest, Giorgio

  1. Date: 10/27/2013 4:44:00 PM

    Excellent, well-penned verse and a remarkable win! Many congrats....you have a way of taking your readers to the place you want them to be. Mesmerizing! Julie :-)

  1. Date: 10/27/2013 12:20:00 AM

    This is a nice poem friend,Congratulation on your win

  1. Date: 10/26/2013 8:51:00 PM

    I love the journeys that your poems all take me on through your vivid images and metaphors...I always stand in awe of your poems...great write and win...congrats :)

  1. Date: 10/23/2013 9:27:00 PM

    Hypnotizing!! It's great how you show different styles of poetry, Giorgio. Thanks for my win in your last contest.

  1. Date: 10/23/2013 9:35:00 AM

    Reading it for the second time till you post something new : ) I see I already added it to my favourites.. This is very beautiful!!! Tnks for your greetings on my poem and for the placement in your contest...I'm so happy you liked it : ) Charma

  1. Date: 10/4/2013 5:23:00 PM

    A very mysterious and haunting poem. I really loved how you told this ghost story, Giorgio. Terrific work, with great metaphors! I am adding this one to my favorites!

  1. Date: 10/3/2013 3:47:00 PM

    'while my December eyes become,reflectors of cold tearss-So deep and original is this verse..So beautiful the poem.Adding it to my favs...Charma

  1. Date: 10/2/2013 6:24:00 PM

    Real poetic! Your style is grand and love the steady flow of your feelings! Kudos! Baron Of Ebullionm

  1. Date: 10/2/2013 8:34:00 AM

    I think, you have mastered the similes and metaphors quite well, Giorgio

  1. Date: 10/1/2013 9:26:00 PM

    I love the style of your writing. It has a certain nostalgia to this write. It is well constructed and the imagery flows nicely with this piece. By the way, I believe I did enter the poem The Rose in the contest this evening. I think I did it the right way...? :) Cindy aka Lucinda Cayton