Missing Chroma

If you excavate my heart,

 you'll still find me

if you dig deeper into the soul 

there's a clue

a faint resemblance

 of what it used to be

Nonetheless it breathes

 all living things

my eyes have died

 a thousand deaths it seems

colors blur into oddities

 of alien shapes

hues of no depth

 or shadings of sentience

no butterflies to soothe

            the breast or enlighten

Essence of vitality,

 is stipend to a minimum

essential nature of momentum

conforming ghostly vapors

 is fleeting, still

             I cling to hope

 whispering for resolve

Reviews

[Angel of Heart's]

I felt like I was being pulled into a kaleidoscope with an extra dimension....embraced in your beautiful artistry to enthrall the senses....perception echoes throughout your writing.....you never fail to amaze me with your wise meanderings of thoughts so eloquently penned.... your vast skills are harmonious with your spirit as always....:)

[Frieda P]

Wow, I'm overwhelmed by your kind words and review Angel, thanks so much.

[Frieda P]

What a clever piece of work again here,
How to live in yourself and see yourself at the same time
so clearly grow, shrink, and everything in the middle
or see yourself reflected besides the proverbial sidelines.

Fascinating and beautifully executed, you're not just a writer,
I think your passion besides writing itself in painting
could highly develop, as you also enjoy cooking ...
a real "foodie" you're! :)
Very important to keep colors, alive and life,
trials, singing, dancing and being and acting crazy ...
Each minute we are on this world, we should enjoy,
before it's too late.... and you know that, as me very well.

So that was my take, sorry it got too long lol...
But when I'm here, I'm 100% xxx

- Elisa

[Frieda P]

I have the 'dancing & acting crazy' part down... ha

I love your reviews, they're always full of insight and lovely words for me to hold onto. Thanks so much my dear sister. xo

Aw, no thanks, you're most welcome honey! xx
I always love your writes! ♥

[Lover Of Words]

So dang good!!!!

[Frieda P]

Wow, what a review! Thanks....

[Lover Of Words]

My pleasure

[Emerald Seas]

Tough to remember who we are after a series of difficulties or heartache that holds for a long time. However, we're there... that is what the hope grabs on to, and eventually pulls out of the rubble - although sometimes it seems to take a very, very long time. I understand.
Nicely penned, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Thanks for this insightful review Sera, hmmm like forever it seems.

[quinfinn]

resolution is nigh, my dear. yours is a lover's heart and the soul of a poet. it is in these words for all to see. i felt this one right back to my spine. well done!

[Frieda P]

Wow, I am truly humbled by your words quin....love 'soul of a poet'! thanks so much.

[quinfinn]

who loves ya baby?

[Frieda P]

I know, love ya back !!

[quinfinn]

;)

[kublakhan27]

I feel like I don't even have to comment on the subject matter anymore, your writing has gotten that good...I can only say well done once again ;)

[Frieda P]

Ha, you kill me, one crappy piece coming right up, it's 'saved' maybe I'll let you take a peek at that one. *wink* ;-)

[kublakhan27]

Refer to my comments in the PM :D I can't wait to see it's official unveiling ;)

[Relic]

Resolve and shear doggedness are not easy traits to possess. For some, giving up is so much easier. To "cling to hope" shows strength and courage. It is a dominant part of the human psyche in some.

By this writing it's obvious you have captured the essence and spirit of it. Chroma-- perhaps you are referring to one who is saturated with a life force that cannot be destroyed. I have known people like this and I'm sure you're one of them. Another good poem Frieda, nice work.

[Frieda P]

Life force, color, yes....seems to be a colorless void now, so I'd say you read it right. Thanks Relic....

[Relic]

Welcome.

[InsanityWriter]

This is both beautiful and sad. Excellent write. :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Skittles, much appreciated. :-)

[Jack...]

At times we all need to dig deep to find what lies beneath the surface, the smiles, the eyes. often what we find is dark, but if we use gentle hands when digging, perhaps we can shed a little light, warmth and love to what we find.

Dear Frieda, I am a fortunate man as i get to call you my friend. The more I read, the more I learn and the more amazed i am with you each day. very nice.

[Frieda P]

Gentle hands, I like that, and you humble me with your sweet words, you are a most gentle soul Jack, I'm glad you are my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

"I cling to hope
whispering for resolve"
The title caught my attention. The strong expression of emotion took me to emotion and thoughts of the heart. I like the flow of the description and the very good ending. We must cling on to the good things or we will become lost forever. No weakness in the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Clinging yes, that's a good way to describe it, thanks John.

[PP]

Why excavate the heart Frieda; guess the resolve is in the eyes of the beholder..I admire your hope and I hope that the light in your eye is restored for who is longed here will see it right through..will conjure the immortal soul :)

Loved this one..

[Frieda P]

If only, thanks so much Tink.