The element of chance

There is an element of chance

In craving for that one last dance

The one that thrills anticipation

Yet flutters you with consternation

There is that element of a dream

Where it is not all that it may seem

Wonder consumes reality in its hours

Like heat condensed by a flash of showers

There is an element of magic around

Grace catches you without even a sound

Slowly spirals her sage incense in the air

You’re wise, cleansed, nothing left to fear

There is an element of fire in your eyes

There’ll be no more hesitation and empty sighs

The dawn breaks open sparkling rays of light

Bubbling celebrations will fill the dim of night

The element of chance I found waiting for me

Is the same one I’m hoping will set you free.

The colour of your name

Now I see

Life in abundance.

Through you, I am so blessed,

Destiny’s guide, my soul-mate, clear as

Crystal!

————————————————————————–

This form of poem is called a SIDLAK – Thank you Quirky for sharing with us.

Its structure comprises syllables of 3/5/7/9/  with the last line being a colour to give you a total of five lines.

The last line must be a COLOUR that describes the whole poem or the feelings of the writer. Life comes in different shades and hues. The colourful the merrier. Try it out with your true colours.

This is a special dedication to my dear friend Christel whom I met 3 years ago on a Jazz train in Switzerland and from the pavement in GStaad, she has been an inextricable part of my life ever since. Christel,you see me as no one else can – in my true colours. With lots of love – Chevvy

   For you: one day we will cry me a river on the Hudson🌹

This gift

You may never know

No, not even guess

The imprint of your words.

Perhaps misunderstood,

Even misrepresented

But their arrows found their mark.

And now you’re gone

But certainly not forgotten

Wherever you may be

Let peace find your soul.

Let happiness find you

As you found me too.

This gift I gladly give to you.