~Un-Versed Life

Collaboration with Jack & Frieda

Un-versed Life

 

What would life be without poetry or song

sounds of a rabbit hole without air

dreadful thoughts, living without the magic

that transcends breathing itself

 

butterflies without wings

kites without strings

flowers with no scent

tears with no emotions

 

dust at the stem of the thorn

oh but a nightmare would be

silence in wastelands now born

crying as syllables flee

 

Staring at blank plastic walls

colored of teardrops un-cried

nothing, the sound as it calls

heavy, the depth of the sighs

 

~

 

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane

by those who could not hear the music.”  Friedrich Nietzsche

~

 

A pen of empty ink a' pour

trumpets blare without a sound

pages crumbled, tossed the floor

cello strings upon the ground

 

sonnets singed on open flames

ashes float of broken verse

smoke filled eyes of clouded stains

conjured up within the curse

 

zephyr's without atmosphere

words sans color or meaning

memories held captive without a melody

only final good byes & no hellos

 

hard to imagine how it would be

if that first note was never played

the first rhyme never written

darkness within creativity

Reviews

[Astro]

What a pitiful picture you two have weaved. These two sections were my favorites, and seemed to me to invoke such sad visions.
"dust at the stem of the thorn
oh but a nightmare would be
silence in wastelands now born
crying as syllables flee

Staring at blank plastic walls
colored of teardrops un-cried
nothing, the sound as it calls
heavy, the depth of the sighs"

Nice collaboration guys.

[Frieda P]

Sorry I missed your review, but since you picked both of Jack's stanza's, not so much ;-) Thanks Astro....

[Astro]

I wasn't trying to, you know I love your style.

[Blue Ivory]

Yes, I cannot imagine how horrible it would be. You two write the best collabs!

[InsanityWriter]

This is positively gorgeous. :) Excellently penned, the both of you. (;

[s y e]

Another great collab. Good job guys.

[Frieda P]

Thanks noodlebumble, you know Jack is so easy to work with...

[s y e]

I can imagine.

[Frieda P]

Do you still have your crankypants on?!

[s y e]

No........

[TL Boehm]

if that first note was never played. yes. life would be a palette of gray.

[Frieda P]

I concur TL....thanks muchly.

[Dana Alsamsam]

"sonnets singed on open flames
ashes float of broken verse
smoke filled eyes of clouded stains
conjured up within the curse"

loved this stanza so much! the whole thing really was a lovely read reflecting on the ins and outs of poetry and music and art...what on earth would we do without them? i think any poet or any artist can relate to this piece personally. great work you two!

[Frieda P]

That's one of Jack's, I love it too, thanks so much Dana!

[Tai Ryens]

Life without poetry would be bland at best, I would imagine.

[Frieda P]

Bland & mundane, I agree Tai, luckily we never have to find out, thanks...

[Tarry Franck]

I'm so thankful this is not true but you gave such light upon life without all these beautiful qualities that lots of people take for granted. Thank you for shedding light on what could be. Well done my friend.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Tarry, this was a collaboration with Jack, jazzed you enjoyed it my friend....

[Tarry Franck]

my pleasure...great job from you both

[kublakhan27]

Incredible...I can relate to this so effortlessly...ingeniously crafted as well...a perfect collab :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Benji, hard to imagine I know, no vinyl! ;-)

[Ken Simm.]

It would be a mare of the darkest night. Especially in this very left brained world we live in.

[Frieda P]

I concur Ken, grazie mille...