GRANT FRASER

Freshman - 744 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Out Of The Blue - Poem by GRANT FRASER

I'd like to take you
somewhere different
for a change,

it's not right,
when you write
like you write,

or you stay up
night after night,

just to try and see...

if something different,
might appear or come
to be,

I mean who's taking who,
for a walk?

if the feeling arrives
I just go, or attend to
what I know, regarding it,

maybe that's the whole
thing, but it's not like
I don't read,

and the everyday world,
mine at least,
well it just floods in...

Don't get me wrong either,
I'd like to wake up
somewhere else,
with a striking sense
of purpose, and an artillary
of new colours,

I want to paint every nuance
too,

the bridge where I live
and the faces I catch on it,
lost, caught up, brave...

yet it seems a lot to ask,
and after years of watching,
out of the blue Is all I know,

and the same sense of escape
so that I will
not feel the shame
of so many misspent
years spent pursuing it...


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 8, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, March 10, 2014


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