~Exhale Poetry

Butterfly haunts me
flutters by in the dark of night
when the smoke cleared
all that was left was a still photograph
no breath to be had, no words to be spoken
perched upon my mind where no one can see
all the secrets that taunt me

Left behind in your spirit 
like an erratic zephyr they twist my head
nothing sacred in how you fled the atmosphere
I oft wonder have you found that freedom
as you floated from this earth
markings on the sky of colorless clues  
the painted scenery still not clear
all that's left to do is exhale poetry

Author's Note

Reviews

[annie lee]

Sometimes the words we string together are the only respite we have. They are our armor or if the barrage is less intense, our umbrella. I feel the sorrow here and the despairing frustration that such a loss must engender. Exhaling poetry would necessarily be the only comfort.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much for your gracious thoughts here annie lee....

[rhythm&blues]

I'm left speechless, this is exquisite Frieda. Jack, your music is the perfect accompaniment for this piece, both work together in extraordinarily delicate symmetry.

[Shaun Payton]

Amazing write. What haunts us can be complex in true understanding

[Vikrantsingh]

Very well expressed and very well explained all over.
Her you did great justice by adding music to it.
I've enjoyed it. Well I'm back after very long break so its very important to say
I'm Sorry - Exhale... and say that was really a great work indeed :)
Singh :)
- Cheers!

[Leigh]

Yes thats all you can do and you do it well

[Barbara Walker]

Awesome, awesome, awesome!

[Kelly Scheppers]

How beautifully she surges through you, Frieda..."no breath to be had, no words to be spoken". Losing a sibling is paramount to a parent...the significance of it is something you carry for the rest of your life!

The piano accompaniment to this is chilling, and stirring, just as the words you've "exhaled". A most beautiful pairing, indeed!

My best to you & Jack, Frieda!

[Art Sun]

nice work Freida...an emotional piece with sadness, memories, and the loneliness of loss...nicely written....

[Glen Yumang Manese]

The wholeness and feel of this write...Frieda...I liked the entire narrative from beginning to end...Thanks for the invite...I'm about mid way with my copy writer's project...14k words down and miles to go before I sleep...and promoting the book is exhausting...I have a team in place...Good night...

[Cassie]

sometimes all that we have left to do is poetry, thank God we can write and express our deepest feelings. Thank you Frieda, Enjoy your weekend

[Ruth]

And if that is all we can do then we can be saved, hopefully, gorgeous xx

[Frieda P]

Thanks Poppy, one can always hope my sweet friend xo