~Endless ScribblesA Poem by Frieda PShe scribbles endlessly, ferociously waiting for her true love to glance the aching in her wanton heart pen'd in crimson's darkly hued soul inky passages of the past when the sun still shine'd a'glow and all was write with the world As the wind rushes over the moors she thinks of her Heathcliff'd dreams reverie of timely love season'd skies when spring sprung eternally old man winter was only a notion frozen in another's memories til stormy nights overcame the fantasy Still, she revisits her place in the sun bleeding out on paper without conscience a wavering inner voice triumphs demurely as emotions spill over the tethered wastelands once a land of wide open lush filled pleasures this place now only a reminder of tormented defeat yet, her resolve for passion's affection remains © 2014 Frieda PAuthor's Note
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Added on February 10, 2014Last Updated on February 10, 2014 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf 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..Writing
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