Swallowed Darkly

Swallowed Darkly

A Poem by Frieda P

A black orchid placed upon the heart
 pricks the skin darkly
 bleeding it somber shades of inky sorrow

raining torrents of spent injustice
gardens wilt under grey metallic thunder

drowning  in scarlet's bloody wash of tears 
swallowed by a vast ocean of remorse

phases of the dimly lit moon
 stir an assault of crashing waves
 metered blitzes of melancholy 
 roll with the undertow of reflection

overcome by the sweetness of sad lullaby's proffer
 it's siren call to sleep

© 2013 Frieda P


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Since I'm on my phone I couldn't listen to Evanescence while reading this. You're painting in dark tones today my friend. Sending you butterflies to carry you to that beach Nirvana for some positive restoration. This poem packs an emotional punch... another signature piece. :-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Yes my lights got mixed in the with darks and now we have shades of grey, thanks so much Red!



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geez, you do pain better than anyone else i have read.

this is dead on dark, somber, regretful...yet beautiful all at once.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Wow I'm humbled jacob, truly. Grief will do that to you...
Grief and deep sadness resonate on this piece. I could picture a person on the shore asking or even blaming the vast ocean of her miseries.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

You got it in one! Thanks gabrielle.
Can I suggest something to you? Sometimes, I lose the music in your poetry. I get an overload of exquisite phrasing that, I feel, would link better by using sentencing....for instance...instead of "...raining torrents of spent injustice...." , maybe "...gardens wilt under torrents of spent injustice under grey metallic thunder..." It doesn`t have to happen all the time...and you don`t need to punctuate it , either. Just a thought. P.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

I know what you call sheep, what do you call a cockney chicken? lol
Pete Langley

11 Years Ago

Sensible!!!!
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

And on the ball apparently!! ;-)
OMG! I love this Frieda...Mesmerizing words and a great song choice to boot!
Now this one does it for me... You just don't know. ;) Beautiful work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dream Weaver

11 Years Ago

You and me both...but if you find the meaning of it please do let me know and vice versa ;)
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Sure, I'll probably write about, but don't hold your breath! ;-)
Dream Weaver

11 Years Ago

No worries young lass, I can't hold my breath that long ;)
Since I'm on my phone I couldn't listen to Evanescence while reading this. You're painting in dark tones today my friend. Sending you butterflies to carry you to that beach Nirvana for some positive restoration. This poem packs an emotional punch... another signature piece. :-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Yes my lights got mixed in the with darks and now we have shades of grey, thanks so much Red!
This was really well written. The way you worded it was great!

"drowning in scarlet's bloody wash of tears
swallowed by a vast ocean of remorse"

I loved these lines, it's really vivid imagery. You have a spectacular way with words! Amazing.


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Oh flip flops I love your review farfalle!
' bleeding it somber shades of inky sorrow ' .. a wonderful though tragic phrase but then, you've used a sadness of words all the way through your poem, Frieda, Thank goodness for sleep's escape.. just awful though - waking up.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Thanks Emma, so glad you can appreciate my quirky sadness.
You know how to capture and expose the shadowed side of the heart which makes your relationship with grief no secret. The two of you have met. Nice pen once again my friend. ;)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Nice of you to say Keely, much appreciated.
Loved this beautiful and full of atmosphere, the black orchid really sets an image in the mind great

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Sleep, permanent or temporary is always the best cure, provided the nightmares don't haunt! Nice write as always Frieda x

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on April 7, 2013
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Tags: loss, grief, depression, sorrow, remorse, sleep, eternal sleep

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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