A Friend So Dear

A Friend So Dear

Betwixt here and a far off place,
I have a friend so dear.
If I could once but see that face
Or sometime, be as near.
T’would not be such a fall from grace,
To bring my friend some cheer,
As this would help to fill a space,
And thus relieve some fear.
My friend doth live a gentle pace,
And life has shifted gear.
With fortitude, no urge to race,
Contentment will appear.
Bad memories leave, oh! but a trace,
And thinking shall be clear.
You’ll find yourself a proper base,
To live from year to year

Well, Carmella

This is a really nice poem: you're one of the few people here that uses (almost) consistant metre and music in her / his posted poems.

However: there is one line that does not fit in the metre and destroys the flow of the poem:

Bad memories leave, oh! but a trace,

Hi there,
I agree with you and when I wrote this, was not at all sure whether to kee the 'oh' in there, it seems to flow better without.

I'm up for suggestions however.

What? Did you just write the poem, for the sake of writing a poem?

That was quite good, the line supposedly throwing off the metre seems to work just fine.

I like it..

In answer to Ickemeister

No, I didn't just write it for the sake of just writing a poem.

I do this frequently. I wrote it because I wanted to write a poem specifically about words as in reading a book or a piece of poetry, the written word prevails (the weak word perishes et al)

ok.