~One Last Sigh

You dimmed the splendor,

         turned down the sunlight

i waited for a breathless moon 

                   of starry skies to escape

your golden key had me locked away from eternity

                satin sheets could not recover what was lost 

one last dance around the mezzanine of obscurity

               one last sigh til the whispers

                                  of recognition die out,

                 on a pillow sleek

                  of aloof cavalier haunting

Author's Note

Reviews

[Jack...]

This reached out and grabbed me. I found myself lost in your words and with tears welling up, I came to the point where I couldn't see. Shadows were staring at me with black eyes and I felt the ground beneath my feet soften in an attempt to swallow me into this sorrow. When all seemed lost I heard something, I listened intently and found it was the faint remnants of your heart beat. I made my way towards the sound, following it as it grew louder and then I saw the light...it was your smile. I found my way out...but will probably dive back in once again. I never could resist your poetry.

[Frieda P]

Your review is better than my piece here Jack, thanks for your thoughts.

[Jack V.]

I'm enjoying the imagery of write.

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your visit and review Jack Vee.

[Rita L. Sev]

Splendor; golden key; satin sheets - and still amid the opulence, there is need and loss. Beautifully penned.

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Rita.

[s y e]

"i waited for a breathless moon
of starry skies to escape"

Amazing as ever, Frieda. Again, it just glided so smoothly down the page and read so well. It's bittersweet and you've captured the moment perfectly.

~ Noodle.

[Frieda P]

Merci beaucoup sweet noodlebumble.

[SyberRose]

this was stunning Frieda...loved each and every line...Rose:)

[Frieda P]

Thrilled you like it Rose, thanks. :-)

[DCT ponderings]

Bravo! The utter longing in the piece is so apparent. I actually could not pick out one favorite line as each one needed the next.

[Frieda P]

You're too kind DCT, thanks so much.

[Sami Khalil]

"one last dance around the mezzanine of obscurity

one last sigh til the whispers

of recognition die out,"
We all seek recognition's in different forms ad shapes and we want to dance in tandem with someone but for some obscure reasons we don't get it as if our voices are not echoing enough in life and love. Sometimes the stars escape from our grasp and we can't see but the clouds of reality. Great write...:)

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille kind sir :-)

[Sami Khalil]

Grazie mille ...:)

[Emerald Seas]

Bittersweet longing - you've captured the moment divinely, my friend!

[Frieda P]

Much appreciated Sera!