Pour'd my mind in a rhyme...

Thought I found you 

   in the bottom of amber glass

run to you in rewrite's timely lapses 

  music in my soul makes me blind

pour'd my mind in a rhyme

    toasted my lustful insanity

lyrics to a darkly hue'd love song

  swaying in the beat of a deaf drum

you know I've known better

   yet, my mind is still stuck on you

Author's Note

Reviews

[redflutterby]

I'm.grinning here....I knew you'd love their music and your poem is perfectly inspired by this song. Amazing lines hun....havent we all stared into the bottom of that glass? We say no more then end up pouring another because we can't walk away from that "heat". Sigh.... going in my favorites.xo

100 musical sighs...

[Frieda P]

Ha, thanks for turning me onto them, love their rendition of Dance me to the End of Love too, thanks muchly....jazz'd you enjoyed my drunken poem. ;) xo

[Chris]

"For My Friend..."

“Does the silence ever help?
Can the voice ever fade?
Will the tears ever dry,
...the night say goodbye?”

I feel lost sometimes
- really do,
in all the whys and circles -
mind-paced
heart-traced
over and round and
over
again and through
and still I wonder so many whys
ways
reasons found, lost,
given, taken
accepted, thought ...unknown
re-lived.

All the questions ever and never answered
...so many
just
reasons -
reasons for the deep circles
my mind has paced into existence
as I listen and listen
to so many echoing heartbeats
- moments now frozen
in time and thought,
place and memory -
existence and
…not.

- even mine are a part –

Each a calling and calling for a presence
- some that were and others
that had never been.

There’s hurt and
pain in sharing
the moments of smiles and
our understandings of
meaning and meanings both found
and lost
and yet we touched
we touched …you and I
in ways I miss
…again.

Laters…

Chris

[TL Boehm]

the bottom of that glass is an abyss.....peace, Friend Frieda.

[emmajoy]

Still looking for my friend, still treasuring her words..

[Lyn Anderson]

It's a little too easy to keep staring into the bottom of that glass. Has it really been 4 weeks? That is an eternity. 4 weeks, at least two poems per day, that comes out to 56 poems not posted on here by our shining star. Yeah, okay, the OCD in me just broke down the numbers, what can I say?

[Ahena MK]

pour'd my mind in a rhyme !!

loved the read .... great poem ... some of your best :)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

They are some of my favorites :) I see they inspired you too! It's magical!

[Troy Henson]

Very nice feel to this one Frieda:)

Oh how many times I've seen the bottom of a glass and the company I keep is just too good to pass up so pour another I do.

Regards
Troy

[sharonlee]

Oh! How I love the tone & metaphor of this! Bravo!

[Madalyn Beck]

Love this!! I adore the title of this and the last line of this is stunning. It's amazing how one person can seem to cause a mental road block and get stuck on them. Great write! xo (:

[Bright Ocean Star]

Very nice and blusey, FriedaP....I like it! :)