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It’s Not The Same I Say

I took a walk and I found her grave
It was dark and was feeling brave
I took some chalk and I wrote my name
Again

My name is long the one my momma gave
I took some chalk and was feeling brave
I wrote my name to relieve the blame
Again

Nights are long when I take this trip
Whiskey’s warm but I take a sip
I break the bottle in the midnight mist
Again

It’s not the same
I say
It’s not the same

It’s not the same
I say
It’s not the same

Whiskey’s warm but I write my name
Again

It’s not my name
It should have been my name
It’s not the same
It’s driving me insane
The whiskey’s warm
And I curse my name
Again

It’s not the same
I say it’s not the same
It’s not the same
I say it’s not the same
It’s not the same
I say it’s not the same
Forgive
Forgive

Again

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For dVerse TUESDAY!

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29 thoughts on “It’s Not The Same I Say

  1. This reads like a song, with the rhyming words and effective use of refrain – Again – taking off in different meanings ~ Very impressed with your writing Henry ~ Have I told you lately I enjoy your comments in my blog/s ~ Smiles ~

    • This one is called: Picking up a guitar, finding a riff, forging a melody, and in this case writing a song/lyrics for another’s voice; all of which will go unnoticed, but hopefully stripped down to just words will bite more than with music.” We each read different with voice, and I didn’t want to take that experience/sound away. This could read a couple of ways, some dark, some not. On this I wanted the reader’s heart to decide.

  2. dang bro…lyrical….can hear the music to it…love the off beat again in each….the writing the name in chalk to relieve the blame is evocative…the seeking of that forgiveness as well…whew…great piece man…

  3. Wow, this is great..sounds like a great song to me..I can hear it in my head..Whiskey’s warm but, I write my name..again…a song that pulls with emotions..the infliction of pain and trying to forget..

  4. Henry – what a haunting and powerful poem – very cool with the repeating lines. And yes, I can hear Neil Youngs voice in this – very clever – he is one of my faves – loved him for years! I want to thank you, Henry, for taking the time to drop by my posts – I appreciate your comments very much – K

  5. Less about forgiveness. More about expression of living it over and over.

    Here again follow the feet that beat, that Hound of Heaven, which hunted me down…until I found He was always there…it was ME who was lost-ed.

  6. You created a beautiful rhyme scheme for this poem. And then it’s content, haunting but revealing subtle undertow of affection. I love how you mastered both extremely well. A wonderful composition.

  7. Catching up on your poetry and – finding myself lost in such lyrical and naked regret. I hope it is just a poem, but surely if that is so – it is a case of art being superior to life.

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