Silent Echoes

My deepest voice

 is swirling round my head

trying to connect the dots

            of the puzzle you presented

i wanted to lay down and die

who's the one still breathing,

         only the soft whispers saved me

standing arms extended

          at the edge of this cliff,

setting fire to the reflection

         would it be a welcome flight

         or could it start this trip all over again

should i meet you halfway

would your wings catch my fall

           does splendor in the grass lie below

or is it hiding in a falling star

beyond a blackened cloud,

spinning back to earthly reminisces

 all that's left is  

dark silence that beckons

Reviews

[Ayvid N]

Sometimes you are magical. You are...here!

"or could it start this trip all over again
should i meet you halfway
would your wings catch my fall" - No words for this unbelievable poetry.

"does splendor in the grass lie below
or is it hiding in a falling star
beyond a blackened cloud,
spinning back to earthly reminisces"

You made the contemplation so incredibly magical. Shimmering poetry Frieda! Hats off!

[Frieda P]

I knew you'd relate to this one on a personal level, thanks from the bottom of my heart dear friend....you rock! x

[Pete Langley]

Doubts, doubts and more doubts, Frieda? You`re a glutton for punishment, I`ll say that! You need to stand on that cliffedge, wrap up all those doubts in a parcel...and sling `em off! P.

[Frieda P]

Ha, that made me smile, I guess I am Pete, this is that parcel, unfortunately you were the recipient of it. Always a pleasure when you read me. x

[Barbara Walker]

That dark silence can look inviting, but i have a feeling that dark is not good, in this case.

[Frieda P]

I'm not sure if inviting is the word, but it does lure one in at times like these, thanks Barbara.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This Frieda is a rather haunting piece. As always elegant and flowing and expressive and emotional.

[Frieda P]

You know where it comes from John, thanks so much.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hey Nev, Can't help noticing, mate or not, you ignore my writing!?

[Frieda P]

What?

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Nev is a mate and comes to my writing group but NEVER reviews my writing!

[Frieda P]

So why are you telling me? lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

He just responded to one of your pieces my dear!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I think I reviewed 10-12 of his postings yesterday

[Frieda P]

I know, but you shouldn't you address him personally, or do you want me to fight for you since you fight like a girl? lol....!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You got it. Nev is a bit of a bull! and I bruise easily lol!

[Frieda P]

Ha no problem sweetie, I'll handle it ;-P Wouldn't want you to bruise now would we? ;-)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

No cause then I would hurt!

[Frieda P]

He just probably finds me cuter than you John...lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Don't bet on it if my arse was on offer!

[Frieda P]

Holy, I think you need to take a nap or something, go back to bed and start over!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ok maybe you ought to block me too. That would be three today lol!

[Frieda P]

I'd rather smack you upside the head!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ouch!!

[Frieda P]

Have you come to your senses yet? SNAP OUT OF IT!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

No need I know precisely where I am in time and space and I recognise a preditor when I see one!

[Frieda P]

Wow, those are strong words hun....wtf did you eat today, seriously, vemon of Python or something?

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Cooked a nice sea food risotto?

[Frieda P]

With what, eye of newt?

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble..........

[Frieda P]

I knew it...stop now, you're becoming toxic. Don't make me write a poem about you! ;-P

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha like I could stop the quill you keep between your breasts!

[Frieda P]

You're such a beast lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I know but I hate myself for it!

[Frieda P]

Keep it up and you're going to have an entire fan club of them....

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Them?.......

[Frieda P]

hahaaha the ones that hate you for it too....can't you read between the lines, I thought you the master poet!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Never see myself as the master of anything. That is the point of the riddiculous and a fatal flaw in living life.

[Frieda P]

I can think of a ton of other fatal flaws before mastery of a craft....

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Wow! This piece is extremely gorgeous; it is dark and beautifully penned, the word plays stunning and love how the story unfold in a bitter sweet and comforting end. It is always worth to read Frie, Keep kicking!

[Frieda P]

Ha I'm sure you'll feel my kick again Marc, thanks for your lovely review my friend.

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Yes my friend keep kicking hehehe :)

[Frieda P]

Perhaps those kick-boxing classes were successful after all! ;-)

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

lol yes it makes you more cool :)

[Frieda P]

lol I haven't been cool in quite some time, I'm too old! You're a sweetheart for saying! ;-)

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

heheh :)

[Frieda P]

xD

[kublakhan27]

Breathtaking...there is always an element of soul-searching in your writing, but it feels as though it's been ratcheted up in your recent stuff...of course this may be me applying my own soul-searching expedition to the words...whatever the case, I'm blown away once again by the power of your poetry.

[Frieda P]

Isn't that what most poetry is, soul searching for the most part Steve? We stand at that same ledge sometimes, thanks my dear friend.

[kublakhan27]

It is indeed ;P

[Muse]

I felt your voice...tugging at your stomach strings. It is tempting at times to just jump...and float away. There's always that hope that the people who know you best will catch you half-way....but sometimes the weight of our soul is too much to carry...so we take a step back...and hide in the dark...or walk away.

[Frieda P]

You got it in one...that's so it Muse, thanks for this insightful review, much appreciated!

[redflutterby]

Despite the fact that we can't go back and change the past we often relive the darkest moments over and over. Personally i believe there is more then dark silence both in life and after it ceases. What that is remains to be seen. I know you don't want to make the same choice as that precious one did...but going on may seem to hard to bear.

[Frieda P]

You know Red, holidays are the toughest, brings back forceful emotional upheavals, that result in lots of purging, thanks for your support my dear friend.

[Rita L. Sev]

Sorrowful - I cannot say that I have personally felt this despair, but I have seen it in others. You have bravely offered your truth, and I hope the writing has relieved some of the burden. A raw and powerful piece. Thank you for sharing.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Rita, and I hope you never have to personally feel this type of despair either, much appreciated.

[quinfinn]

somehow i think you know that death is not the end...it is a common fear amongst those of us who have fallen and lost our faith. there is a real experience which awaits us when we leave our bodies...you know of what i speak. it hurts me to see you in such pain, but i understand what it is you are going through..you know this too. this write carries all the guilt you feel for something over which you had no control and had no part in. i hope this was a cathartic write for you...it has made me feel your pain in a deep and profound way.

[Frieda P]

Lots of cathartic writes going on this holiday, I know you suffer in this way also quin, no control is probably the key here, you know full well how the lack of understanding can send us into a tailspin, thanks always sweet friend x

[quinfinn]

anytime/every time

[Androglossia]

This write delivers a strong feeling of displeasure and belligerence. Now that is deep and not one is sure how to end this kind of feeling but to make a statement like this in such form will surely make one quite light-headed. I felt every morsel of it.

[Frieda P]

Light-headed to say the least, thanks so much Maryanne.