~Ashes, We All Fall

~Ashes, We All Fall

A Poem by Frieda P

Where is love laid to rest
when it takes that last breath
are there markers at a grave-site
or does it purely burn out
much like ashes of cremation
no bejeweled urn to possess
terminated last rites,
sacrificed primordial
spiritual strength for recovery

~~

 if you've faith enough
  to say 'AMEN'

© 2013 Frieda P


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Frieda P

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Wish I knew where it goes. My biggest fear is that it never really once. Perhaps if there where markers at a grave site we could look back and say yes indeed it did happen. But love is fleeting and as elusive as our lives themselves. Perhaps all we get in the end is our own knowingness. Okay Amen!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Ha love your review, sorry for the late reply...thanks so much DCT!



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A timeless question to ponder as the words linger in the darkness of my mind where love was sublime. Splendid read and write, Frieda. Good to see you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

'Was' sublime, key word there....thanks Brandon, good to see you again too.
This is a fine poem packaged well, with the use of fonts and graphics, presented with style. The content true and compelling. Excellent.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Always love reading your reviews, thanks Leslie for your thoughts here.
love seems to be laid to rest in your notebook- yet at the same time revived so vividly. this is such an introspective concept. the ashes of a love forgotten milling about the earth. maybe one day they will inhabit someone elses heart. great work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

That's a thought, hopefully with a better ending, thanks so much Dana.
But don't go gently..........a thought provoking poem that begs a question of us all. But still don't go gently!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Ha John, would I ever? ;-) Thanks my friend.
A mixture of pain, raw emotion and delving deep into your heart with a message. Be you for you my friend.
Great write:)

Regards
Troy

Posted 11 Years Ago


I'm going to write a poem in answer to this, just a short one. Great poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Thanks Pryde, will have to check it out...
Where is love laid to rest -- where indeed, my friend? I've often wondered at this idea myself.

Great concept...bittersweet in the sense that you bring forth emotions that get the heart racing, and yet you also show the pain in equal measure. I've had relationships that I feel deserved a burial of some sort...perhaps a cremation and sprinkling of the ashes across the sea. A beautiful idea in a tragic situation.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

There are some relationships that should definitely remain dead and buried my friend, never to be th.. read more
It is probably an unmarked grave and one I wouldn't care to visit it 'coz if it were worth it it wouldn't be lying abandoned there!

This is a masterpiece Frieda. The question, the way it is posed and the imagery all worked together to create a wonderful picture. Keep writing. You are the best.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Ha Divya, a reply that suits your feisty nature! Thanks so much my friend, we're on the same wave l.. read more
AYVID N

11 Years Ago

Of course, always Frieda!
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Haha poor you! ;-)

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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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