Inky Bordeaux ...‏

Inky Bordeaux ...‏

A Poem by Frieda P

    L
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

© 2014 Frieda P


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Frieda P


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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,

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

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



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Brutal red slur....hmmm interesting piece of work my dear friend, as always enjoyed the read

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks A, appreciate your kind words.
Few often we all want to disappear into smoke. Not that easy not that great but we all try. Reminds me of the days when I was deep into it. A very smokey write. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Ha perfect, thanks so much Avinash. ;-)
I see I'm not the only one with a dark mind tonight... must be something in the air. This cast a spell on me...haunting in its tragic notes. Sigh...xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

If we combined the two, we'd have a dark torturous party mix, thanks muchly Red. xo
Brutal red slur.. tinged and twisted perpetual blood expense.. don't know for sure Frieda but that seems like a way too high a price to pay... but then on the dark side everything is too expensive.. good thing you don't live in NYC redemption is simply unaffordable. So does the title mean you write using your own blood. How ironic, don't know what music you embedded here, but at the cafe Evanescense's "My Immortal" is playing as I type... anyway loved your poem Frieda..~redzone

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Ha pretty much the same in joisey curt...I only use blood in my darkly color'd ones. ;-) Perfect ba.. read more
Beauty in the dark for sure, and once again, not seeing anything I need to call your attention to.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Woo on both counts, made me smile, thanks KL!
Oh my! Luv this one! You dark side always excels and never fails to deliver! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Ha you do love the dark Raymond, dontcha? Thanks so much ;-)

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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..

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