Inky Bordeaux ...‏

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ips tinged in brutal red slur

   smoky embers escape jaw's release

      tainted and stained of foretime 

    bone crush'd sanction'd coerced heart

    redemption's blue transfusion blown,

         poisoned from the inside out bottle

     acquiescence never soberly perused/ 

 

     pen'd scriptures in Bordeaux's inkfall

        bled out through foreign vein decay,

   twist'd animosity's perpetual blood expense

Author's Note

captcha~engrain

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

You provide so many illustrations through your poetry that the picture you chose to enhance the poem doesn't hold a torch to the wonder of your words. Cigarette smoking, and the tale of a broken person so shattered that they feel only smoke could cure the emptiness that is air... Well done,

[Frieda P]

You're much too kind Tai, thanks muchly my friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

well ..you are genius or lunatic .. me thinks a combo ... Inky Bordeaux ...‏
A Poem by Frieda P ...leaves me breathless ... so sad ... and feeling there is nothing i can do to help ..
best wishes to you Freida
E.

[Frieda P]

Ha you're too kind E...borderline something at best! Grazie mille sweetie x

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I rather want to sit and drink and drift well done, good read.

[Frieda P]

Sounds good to me, cheers Thomas.

[kublakhan27]

Loved the blue/red correlation. Acquiescence never soberly pursued...well who needs acquiescence anyway, where's the fun in that? ;) I feel like a cigarette after this one, or maybe it's my tainted jaw...however you slice it, this piece is awesome...everything you write is awesome Mrs.R ;) xo

[Frieda P]

Ha true that, now we're going back to that last conversation of evil haha Thrilled you like this one, I'm quite fond of it myself, didn't think it'd go over big though....figures you'd be jazz'd Benji ;-) xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha Now THAT sounds like something I would say...it's not in your creative make-up to produce a piece that will not go over big, and I think the responses you get prove my point ;) xo

[Frieda P]

Ahh you humble me Benji, I just don't pay you enough ;-) x

[kublakhan27]

Haha I'll take some of your talent as reimbursement ;) xo

[Frieda P]

Oh shut up Dali, as if you're not talented enough, don't make me hurt you ;-P xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha Alright I'll remain mum on that philosophy, as you seem to be threatening bodily harm on a more regular basis these days ;P xo

[Frieda P]

Well you're exasperating Benji! Mrs R's blood is starting to boil ;-) x

[kublakhan27]

Haha Uh oh ;) xo

[Frieda P]

You see that pic with the smoke coming out of her eyes, yeah that. haha ;-P

[kublakhan27]

Haha If I start seeing smoke coming from your ears I'll be very afraid...that means your thinking of ways to punish me ;) x

[Coyote Poetry]

My kind of poetry.
"pen'd scriptures in Bordeaux's inkfall
bled out through foreign vein decay,
twist'd animosity's perpetual blood expense"
Words written with blood and misery. Most beautiful of poetry. I like the compete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks Coyote, you're like me, I enjoy dark poetry too...

[Vidya Bacchus]

Lovely Freida ,just lovely :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks, jazz'd you enjoyed my dark ink. :-)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)

[K.N. Lorenzen]

You really have a way of packing your poetry with images. This one is so impregnated with emotion and imagery that I sometimes feared its little Bordeaux body would explode! :) I can feel the almost manic despair of your character. It's as if, she stands by the pearly gates, before the St.Peter of poetry, and responding to the inquiry of the celestial juries, she frantically sputters an opus magnum of poetic confession, which ultimately is the only redemption and sanctification; the inquiry, internal, relentless, the animosity, immense. The hope only, of absolution through poetic purification. The imagery is violent, disturbing and hauntingly beautiful, and (being a Dane:)) It took me quite a few readings to disclose and extract the poignancy of the visions, but it was all very rewarding :) I think it is a very complex and abstract piece, but that may be my excuse for missing out on vitalities. It’s brave, fulfilled and I’m sold!
Some of my favorite passages:

(Though it’s a pity to remove them from context)

redemption's blue transfusion blown (Wow!)

acquiescence never soberly perused


bled out through foreign vein decay,
twist'd animosity's perpetual blood expense

[Frieda P]

Holy cats K.N. this is an amazing review, you just blew me away my friend. I think I like it better than my poem, so jazz'd you enjoyed this one, I nearly pen'd it in inky bloodshed. Grazie mille!

[K.N. Lorenzen]

Haha ;) Well, it is a great poem!

[Frieda P]

And an outstanding review, I'm saving this one, thanks again! ;-)

[Shirlena]

I would be a little scared of this persona...the person singing in the background sounds just like a girl I used to be on a music site with. This poem is dark and deliciously dangerous as the song serenading so did the poem rise from the poem or the pen.

[Frieda P]

Who knew you were a big chicken? The poem came first, wasn't easy finding that music that was playing in my head...

[Shirlena]

Yeah I'm chicken lol...and you did a great job finding music to fit the write which is why I thought you may have written the poem from the music.

[Frieda P]

I know she's kind of freaky so I had to check her stuff, sure enough...ha

[Tina Louise UK]

ooo me chills...love the music too..enjoyed :) x

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Tia :-) x

[Ruth]

A fine ruby sedation does help to channel those words in which to write down as the blush of grape enlivens the lips that would speak them lol astringent and pulsing piece love x

[Frieda P]

Ha I knew you'd get it. ;-) Grazie mille Poppy x

[Ruth]

Lol my pleasure gorgeous xox

[Frieda P]

Mwah! xox