Between the Lines of Green and White

Between the Lines of Green and White

A Poem by Curly Grace

You speak in steady pulses, traveling miles in the night  green and white.
A hush of lantern-thoughts drifting open and bright  green and white.


Your I was thinking of you moves quiet as breath taking flight  green and white.
He answers warm, unhesitating, moving toward your light  green and white.


Calls missed, then returned, become a rhythm that feels just right green and white.
Distance trembles into a thread pulled taut, pulled tight  green and white.


Two voices leaning closer, meeting in the smallest space of might  green and white.

June opens like a doorway, offering its soft invite  green and white.


Between every hush of distance, I learned the language of your light  green and white.
And so I sign my name along the margin of us, softly  darling, in green and white.

© 2026 Curly Grace


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very interesting.
I had to read it a couple of times in differing forms to really get into the heart of it .
the similar repetition of the last four or so words is certainly to be applauded .
reading it again and leaving out the last few words of each verse gives it another more personal loving InSite
I think.
not a poem to be shouted out more a call into the wind .


Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Curly Grace

1 Month Ago

Thank you for spending time with it.
I’m glad the repetition opened different ways in for y.. read more



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This moves like electricity. Everything feels part of current running through the writer and the subject. You get swept up with them.

Posted 1 Month Ago


very interesting.
I had to read it a couple of times in differing forms to really get into the heart of it .
the similar repetition of the last four or so words is certainly to be applauded .
reading it again and leaving out the last few words of each verse gives it another more personal loving InSite
I think.
not a poem to be shouted out more a call into the wind .


Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Curly Grace

1 Month Ago

Thank you for spending time with it.
I’m glad the repetition opened different ways in for y.. read more
I knoweth not if I like this piece for simply being beautiful, almost spoken in a whisper or for it incorporating the colours of my favourite team (soccer), Glasgow celtic who wear green and white hoops.
I reckon that the colours are secondary because what you probably know but I am struggling to fathom is how I know these words are whispered, which only adds to the subtetly of the piece.
Whatever the reason, it is simply beautiful.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Curly Grace

3 Months Ago

Thank you, Lorry. And yes, it was written to convey a whispering tone. I'm glad it came across to th.. read more
Powerful work. Sharp and vivid.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Curly Grace

3 Months Ago

Thank you, Thomas

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Curly Grace
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Some sparks linger, tender and captivating, leaving us undone. -Curly Grace I'm an Artist by nature. I see the world in a different way than most. I find beauty in everything. Welcome. If you&r.. more..