Love's letter silences ~

   Pressed your love letter to my breast,

 written in temporary braille upon my lips

       meaning resonated in a recessed heart

    too late after the embers flirted

        dancing eyes were too blinded by light

to see the strength in reverence's destiny

      misread consent of misinterpret'd promises 

   scripted upon history's ravaged silences

        your words lost amidst faith & sanctity

 left to burn within the solitude of your fire 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

You've managed to capture two entirely different perspectives of a relationship from the same participants of the relationship itself, the breathtaking apex in which all the emotions have finally been transferred in stunning perfection to a letter while the other is too lost in the dance to truly treasure the words for what they were. Eventually, the apex led downhill and something happened to take them from your speaker, and your speaker nudges from being lost in trance to the apex that the other had so lonesomely inhabited by themself, and the speaker finally comprehends the letter for what it's worth . . .
Amazing, Frieda, keep it up.

[ron]

I have written a few myself. I have waited for the ones they were for to see what was written. But I guess none did. This is a great poem. I hope more people read it, then maybe they will see a love letter when they read it.

[redzone]

Hi Frieda, couldn't hear the music, but if I know you Leonard Cohen was singing an appropriately sad song. You have twisted me in several directions at once cause I know this song that you write for I have written such letters. Seen them burn for many reasons. Sometimes just professing love is not enough, cause like fire it may burn hot for a short time and then cools.

I liked the emotion I found in this: misread consent of misinterpreted promises / scripted upon history's ravaged silences" kinda reminded me of a tragic/comedy Shakespearean line spoken by Othello maybe. Or perhaps Juliet.... ~~redzone

[redflutterby]

When it comes to love...we may not understand just how much someone meant untill years later. Their words in an old love letter may have deeper meaning long after they are gone. Poignant write hun...xo

[WILDERNESS]

One of the best that You have written.............. so deep and rich in meaning. beautiful poem.

[Sami Khalil]

Moving to the cores of our sad reality. Press them, burn them, script them but they still have their sanctity to you even if they silence you...Excellent...:)......

[Eric Pudalov]

Ooh...I am very sadly touched by this poem, Frieda. And I'm being honest! It's actually hard for me to find the appropriate words to talk about this.

But from what I can tell, in this love letter you speak of, someone had promised their love to you, and it was too late for any of it to actually be manifest in reality. Even if there wasn't a physical "love letter," I know that feeling of a love that *may* have existed, but it just never had the chance.

You express that feeling of longing and disappointment so well here, that I can't even imagine it. I especially love the phrase "temporary braille upon my lips." That phrase captures the whole meaning of the poem in a single line.

Beautifully written work, as always, my friend! Thank you for sharing it with your fellow writers.

[Sanober]

This is a breathtaking, burning beauty... your words have such a classic feel to them. Love letters convey so much more than what is written in them. Wonderful poetry.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i finally read you for the love you wanted to give me...but it was too late....i moved on and your words are lost in a faith i never had in you.

wow Frieda...these last two pieces i have read of yours...smashingly good...

[s y e]

// dancing eyes were too blinded by light
to see the strength in reverence's destiny
misread consent of misinterpret'd promises  //

wow, wow, wow... what the heck can I say about this one, it's just breathtakingly stunning and leaves me feel like the breath has been knocked out of me. This was definitely something else.

Such a poignant write. xoxo