Day 17 of OctPoWriMo is here! The prompt is Savory. The word brings up food, but I related it to my life experiences. A lot of that lately, to be sure. The form is in a sonnet, but I took some liberties in this. Mainly because on a strict level, I wanted to experience more. So here it is! Savory plays the part of embracing the sweetness of me and my inner self.
Sweet Grace
If I moved within my own dreams of time,
All my possibilities would rise to the stars,
And yet, I find myself lacking a reason or rhyme
In my own little universe cast afar.
I dreamed, oh, how I dreamed when I was young,
Believing in fairy tales, unicorns, fields of gold.
With sparkling sweet pixie dust held on my tongue
I made my will known with words so bold.
No knight in shining armor rode his steady steed,
No brilliant shining being whisked me away.
No, I became a woman whose heart began to bleed
With sorrows untold until one glorious day
I found myself staring at sweet beautiful grace,
I saw myself laughing at such angst and dismay.
~CWylde © 2016
Wylde From the Heart 