Often times we crucify ourselves over the pain others have inflicted on us. The act of confronting and dealing with the trauma on a daily basis is its own torment. Layer upon layer of suffering is expressed in your words with such heart breaking clarity.. x
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10 Years Ago
Yes exactly Red, thanks so much for your kind words my friend. x
I smiled throughout while reading this piece of poetry, smiling, wondering to myself..."my my, this poet is really something, I absolutely loved this one, I like my chained heart nailed to the cross, your heart thundering like a roll coaster ride...my!! Frieda you are really something. I totally loved this one. Now shelved.
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10 Years Ago
Thanks so much Cassie, you brought a smile to this cranky face this morning!
Powerful poem to accompany the author's note. Amazing.
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10 Years Ago
What is going on? I went to click on your latest and it says your profile is closed. I couldn't emai.. read moreWhat is going on? I went to click on your latest and it says your profile is closed. I couldn't email either. Will this just get lost in cyber space?
10 Years Ago
Sent you a PM, thanks muchly KL....I'm lost in cyberspace me thinks.
Often times we crucify ourselves over the pain others have inflicted on us. The act of confronting and dealing with the trauma on a daily basis is its own torment. Layer upon layer of suffering is expressed in your words with such heart breaking clarity.. x
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10 Years Ago
Yes exactly Red, thanks so much for your kind words my friend. x
I hope that each poem you write severs a link in that chain, helps to unburden your beautiful heart, Frieda. Inspired by the song, you took the imagery soaring, and make the reader feel...
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10 Years Ago
Slow process Rita, think I might need a chain saw, thanks so much.
Safety is defined in many different ways...Savior's come in all different shapes and sizes...often they can be standing right in front of us, but those dark clouds have made it impossible to see. What I do know for sure is this poems reaches out...cries out in pain...it touches my soul...and pleads with my heart. Frieda my sweet friend, your poetry does this to me regardless of its subject matter. You are an amazing and inspiring poet and it is entirely possible that your words may just be what saves us. Floored again by your talent.
Your responses are always so poetic Jack, I truly appreciate your support and friendship, can't say .. read moreYour responses are always so poetic Jack, I truly appreciate your support and friendship, can't say enough....x
I hate chains Frieda... not only do they constrain our hearts, they stain our very being... I loved how your poem wove around the music (Tori Amos) always had great deeply rich songs)... my heart broke on these lines : "struggle to captivate your poetic prowess
never good enough to leave my impassioned stain" you are more than good enough and I have the aristry of this poem to mprove it... ""severe'd connections in feeble breath's wake
washed away in torrents within ocean's depth
castles crumble in the chaos of my mindless muse" Tori's song may have woven it, but you wrote it better.. passionate!!! Can you fix my heart now?? please... ~~redzone
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I love you curt, I knew I should have married you! Thanks so much, you've made my night...if I knew.. read moreI love you curt, I knew I should have married you! Thanks so much, you've made my night...if I knew how to fix a heart, I'd be living in Belize my sweet friend. xo
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dont have to go that far.. Central Park, I have great glue and warm hands.. though must admit, Beliz.. read moredont have to go that far.. Central Park, I have great glue and warm hands.. though must admit, Belize has warmer weather.. but too some hearts won't fix no matter how hard we try.. that's sad... love you too Frieda..
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..