Repent and change your mind, but when you turn

[joel]

Repent and change your mind, but when you turn
know I turned too. Submit, look up and find
how vast the vacant skies are blue—you know
I’m not the kind who’s gonna tower o-
ver you. I thought you’d figure out how I
true figure in your soul, high summits scale
and shout that I am still your higher goal:
you burned and turned me out like soul food coal-
black casserole. When you I trust, I pale
like canvas blank you’re sure to spoil. When I
for rightness hail, you claim your right to go
recoil and all my goods assail—so no,
in you I won’t embroil this me who pined
and toiled to earn you. You repent. You turn.


So I get stuck in sonnet ruts. I suppose sonnets were originally supposed to be sung...but the rhyme schemes that lend to easy verses strike me as hackneyed (ok, the entire format is hackneyed, but I need structure), so I am curious if some other verse can be counterpointed against it...blues perhaps is the easiest attempt I can make.

Repent and change your mind,
<center>but when you turn
know I turned too.</center>
Submit, look up and find
<center>how vast the vacant
skies are blue—</center>
you know I’m not the kind
<center>who’s gonna tower
over you.</center>


I thought you’d figure out
<center>how I true figure
in your soul,</center>
high summits scale and shout
<center>that I am still
your higher goal:</center>
you burned and turned me out
<center>like soul food
coal-black casserole.</center>


When you I trust, I pale
<center>like canvas blank
you’re sure to spoil.</center>
When I for rightness hail,
<center>you claim your right
to go recoil</center>
and all my goods assail—
<center>so no,
in you I won’t embroil</center>


this me who pined and toiled
<center>to earn</center>
you. You repent.
<center>You turn.</center>