Haunted in my flagrant dreams, awake on hallow'd ground you watch me breathe as I seek you out cold spirits taunted past spasmodic verses chant hollow insides afraid to sleep your sanctification renders me uncomfortably conscious numb within breath's shallow inhale undone in the nothingness of rhyme fearing truth's brutal reality bewailing in grief's heartfelt desire pull me up to new sight'd heights in your wayward plight's surrender save me from this cruel humanness
Very well worded, Frieda. Sorry, I always repeat my compliments to you. :P Anyway, I think in "you watch me breath", it's supposed to be "breathe"?
"save me from this cruel humanness" In my dark days, I would've nodded to this but I'm happy being human and being alive right now. ;) Don't stop dancing, Frieda. :P
I can't believe I missed that, thanks so much, you're on the ball you nutter. ;-) Will never stop d.. read moreI can't believe I missed that, thanks so much, you're on the ball you nutter. ;-) Will never stop dancing, it's like breathing...did I get that right? ;-P Grazie.
Frieda, I hope you know how this poem touches me so deeply. Your heart is so filled with sorrow in loss, but your words always reach inside and tug on my heart. I know how you must be feeling, I know how emptiness, when we lose someone that we care for more than anything rips us into tiny pieces. But you my friend, even with this sadness hanging above you like Hallowed Breaths channel this sadness into beauty. You are an amazing woman, a fantastic poet and someone that gives each of us strength through her words. If I could...change places with your loss...I would. It would please me more than you know...because it is not I who belongs here, it is her. And then your life could be complete. Loved this poem.
This piece has left me with hollow insides...and I will weep a thousand tears before I will sleep again.
My heart hurts so badly for you, Luv, there are no words...no words at all.
Yes, humanness can be cruel sometimes Mrs.R, truth is brutal, and as it feels to me these days, rhyme is nothing. These have been the words I've been looking for to describe myself as of late, but somebody else had to write them, and that's why I relate to your work so much...you just know how to relay every possible emotion through your words. Well done as always my drear...xo
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Thanks so much Steve, always appreciate your kind words my friend xo
I can't decide if I consider this one to be dark or if I consider it to be lit. Both apply as It is a place I feel I know somehow well. A place where shadows stand at the edge of my bed rendering me paralyzed and I feel myself leaving my body, lifting the shadow with me. "Cruel humanness"..Love the way you strike well and you strike hard but life is very much like this voice within and pain so deep to its well of currency. Wonderful muse...I'm gonna go with Vincent Price/Sylvia Plath since you left me with Leonard Cohen..smiles. Love it~
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I was already enjoying your review then I got to Sylvia and you blew my skirt up, woo, thanks so muc.. read moreI was already enjoying your review then I got to Sylvia and you blew my skirt up, woo, thanks so much Perdition, muchly appreciated. Was just listening to' I'm Your Man' by the way....
Touching, Frieda! You're still at it. Heart wrenching and beautiful writes. I'm glad you keep the light on for those of us that pop in and out these days. Great to read you again!
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So great to see you back here again ES, thanks so much my friend. Hope you are busy and not staying .. read moreSo great to see you back here again ES, thanks so much my friend. Hope you are busy and not staying away for any other reasons.
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Crazy busy! Got the book out, starting my own business (playing with my logo, website info, etc. now.. read moreCrazy busy! Got the book out, starting my own business (playing with my logo, website info, etc. now). Learning a lot as I go... Poetry on the back burner (except the blurb I posted this morning - seems the subconscious still likes to wander in my sleep! It's all good :) only thing that changes is time I suppose
Those who departed and left indellible marks on our lives feel utmost gratitude when we save their name upon the pages of our hearts, when we share the stories of their tortured lives, when we pray for wings to keep us soaring in this cruel humanness which can be a great mess. We are like a kite held by strings of dim hopes dancing in the winds of tumulteous emotions can't decide which direction(s) to go. I just lost a distant cousin to suicide in Beirut( did not know him real good ) who had severe depressions, married and have one 2 year old girl. I felt so bad for this is unheard of in that culture. That is why I feel your pain and suffering but it is liberating to know she loved you as you do too...An excellent ode to her...:).........
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Very sorry for your loss Sami....I love these words, so true. "We are like a kite held by strings o.. read moreVery sorry for your loss Sami....I love these words, so true. "We are like a kite held by strings oh dim hopes dancing in the winds of tumultuous emotions can't decide which direction(s) to go." Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts...
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Wow. I will add it to my list of inspiration time. Thank you kindly for all...Take care...:).......... read moreWow. I will add it to my list of inspiration time. Thank you kindly for all...Take care...:).........................
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I fixed the typos...Grazie Mille...:)....................
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Ha I should have known you had a list ;-)
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I knew what you meant........ :-)
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Yep. Every time I come up with a wise or poetic one I add it there...Merci Boucoup...:)............... read moreYep. Every time I come up with a wise or poetic one I add it there...Merci Boucoup...:)..............
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..