Audience of one

Waking up felt different, something wasn’t right
Floating was easy, gravity had lost his fight
A drift into emptiness, a feeling of despair
A strange mix, anxiety and fear

Into a room well lit so seeing was visible
There he sat, with a brush and paint
Walking slowly towards him, I had questions to ask
This place, this feeling, was I here for a task?

His first stroke was red; “For the times rage consumed you.”
“For the love you showed”, his second was blue
Green; “For the times you decided to do good.”
Grey; “For the things you did that offset people’s mood.”

Next purple; “When you let pride take over.”
Orange; “For the hope you gave others.”
Then brown; “For the times you didn’t win.”
Black; “For the times you chose to sin”

He dipped his brush into a mixture
Gave it a little shake, felt the texture
He pulled out the final paintbox from its case
He undid the lid, poured some in a vase

He stroked the paint to and fro on the board
Covering the others, artistic perfection was the word
“White; grace that covers your imperfection
You ‘re forgiven, return and live worthy of your salvation.”



13 thoughts on “Audience of one” by Bright Benson (@brytandre)

  1. @brytandre … beautifully written… rhyme-fully coloured… as the lines were harmoniously flowing…

    1. Thanks, really appreciate @innoalifa

      1. @brytandre … you are always welcome as I’d love to read more of your works… cheers!

  2. Awesome!

    This is very original. Plus, you did really good with the rhymes; they flow naturally.

    Well done. Keep improving your art.

    1. Thanks, I ll do just that @chemokopi

  3. I don’t like/understand/agree with the imagery behind this one. What was being painted?

    Why paint?

    I think something else – or a little more effort with the purpose of strengthening the visuals would have paid off.

    Not bad. Could be better.

    1. @seun-odukoya, the way I saw it, God was describing the a person’s life as a picture, and saying in the end that it didn’t matter what the final description was in regard to their worthiness to be in heaven, because in His eyes, they were a beautiful White.

  4. What’s with the painting and stroking and colouring?

  5. Perfect…our lives are like a painting…and yes grace covers all our imperfections…u did well..

    1. Thanks…..got wondering if seun and kaycee re muslims.lol

  6. @brytandre, I enjoyed this very much. You’re one of the few poets who uses rhyme to good effect instead of forcing words in your poetry just because they rhyme, even though they’re out of place. I liked the picture of the Creator as an artist.

    Do watch out for minor tense confusion – the poem appears to be in the past tense, so you should have “For the love you show showed his second was blue” and “He stroke stroked the paint to and fro the paint board”.

    Well done.

    1. Thanks. The errors duly noted, I’m glad U̶̲̥̅̊ liked it

  7. I loved the imagery in this poem.
    It screamed out to me, “Your sins are forgiven. Go and sin no more.”
    It also told me, “I will forgive their wickedness
    and will remember their sins no more.”
    Thanks for that reminder.

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