Time dripped into the bottom of the hourglass at the same speed in which the rain poured, the tears fell, and the heart bled and dribbled down, only to have your lover realize far too late and try to fix things that can be repaired no longer. I quite enjoyed this one; it's a clever take on the hourglass concept presented uniquely with a metaphor twisted in delicately . . .
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10 Years Ago
Grazie mille Tai, exactly, always jazz'd to read your reviews..
"quarter past indignity and
half past sinful indulgences"
- I love how you play with time ! A tragic end to a relationship told beautifully in this poem. The poem could have finished at "untimely death" but you gave us more and what an encore ! I like "burning violins" and it could be the start of a whole new poem?! Great writing as always, Justine
Umm... just a minute, shielding my eyes from the video.. seen Bambi so many times!
Superbly phrased, '.. .. that read a confession of surrender ~ at quarter past indignity and half past sinful indulgences.. ' but beauty positively gleams from that final sentence - is pathos wrapped in passion. Love your writing.
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10 Years Ago
Oh petulia lamb, it'll be alright...ha, thanks so much my sweet friend x
Your writing examples a true and original sense of perspective. From title to last line you build a moment and emotional expression that obliterates anything, any cliche expression before it. Great stuff.
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10 Years Ago
I'm humbled roarke, thanks for this glowing review, much appreciate all your kind words today.
Hope that damned clock was still under warranty. Anyway you should not be clock watching when fu**ing one another's brains out. No wonder it ended lol. I don't know who is more ethereal in their writings you or Em! Very ethereal!
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10 Years Ago
Haha John, always one thought in mind, you. We're sisters, that's why! Thanks so much..........!
So many wonderful lines worth remembering and repeating...another masterpiece Frieda. I love how the last line just brought everything together.... This is one for my library. I poem I'll read again and again. :) Julie
Oh I have no clue how that one goes...and I never acquired a taste for whiskey, but there's always t.. read moreOh I have no clue how that one goes...and I never acquired a taste for whiskey, but there's always time ;-)
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..