~ lost wildflowers

neath a shady bloom

lost wildflowers

        neath closed windows,

                       dither'd  bloom's shudder

               wilting in arrested fantasies

rhythm  of sun's betrayal

          faded in interruption's tune

   essence'd fragrance

              fallen beneath the cracks,

        no escaping rhymes's paradoxical roots

           sway'd under a moon's dark melody

maestro's scathing notes conduct'd

        keys of C major's dusky tunes

                 F sharp's inauthentic glow

    sans relief from brutal digging

      mortification's dirty little secret

  buried deep within soil'd cover 

              wither'd on the vine 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sonus de Animus]

This poem captures the music in words, which is no easy feat. I am glad you included the music along with your poem, it was great to see your thought process in an otherwise thoroughly sensual poem. The visualization was great; the almost giddy babble of eloquent words and phrases such as "rhythm of sun's betrayal". This line flows so well and ties in with the feeling of a flower waving and bending under the hot sun in a field.
I won't try to over-interpret it, because to figure out the poem's meaning to a T would be to destroy it, but even without meaning it is a beautiful read. Great poem, every word was almost tangible.

[Frieda P]

Thank you so much for such an in-depth review, thrilled you enjoyed.

[willweb]

This poem is so sad. I can feel an empty pain and a longing as I read this. I really enjoyed this today.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Will, I"m thrilled you did.

[Lydia Shutter]

Those arrested fantasies should be locked away in a jail without a key! A melancholy song filled with regrets and reflection. Heavy sigh! When you write sad poetry, it bleeds beauty, Frieda. Lydi**

[Frieda P]

What an utterly sweet review, coming from you means a lot, thanks so much Lydi.

[Lydia Shutter]

My pleasure, Frieda....tis the truth!

[Frieda P]

You humble me, truly Lydi...thanks again.

[AprilRN1210]

It is bittersweet how such beauty can bloom in the darkest, gloomiest of places to go unappreciated- left to whither and die. Haunting, moving, captivating in its magical sadness and written beautifully. The music is a melodic enhancement to this amazing write. Great job ma'am!

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your glowing review April, jazz'd you enjoyed my dark bloom!

[AprilRN1210]

You're welcome ma'am... You know I am a fan.. You are pretty dang awesome:)

[Frieda P]

Awh grazie, you ain't so bad yerself girlfriend ;)

[AprilRN1210]

thanks girl:)

[writing mojo]

never knew flowers could be so deep.. I dug it..."paradoxical roots" very true to the inevitable wild of this somber piece

[Frieda P]

You must be hanging around the wrong flowers, thanks mojo....

[Quinn]

Absolutely beautiful, wonderfully written.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Zoe, muchly appreciated....

[Matching Socks]

How do you do it?
Such a brilliant imagination. Love it, as I do all of yours.

[Frieda P]

It's my therapy, keeps me semi-sane, and it's muchly cheaper! Thanks so much Ance...

[Avinash]

Love the choice of your music accompanying your poems. I wonder how many men died with smile on their faces vying for your attention :)

[Frieda P]

You're a funny guy Avinash...not nearly enough haha ;)

[Cory Barrett]

I want to scoop them up and save them from the rooted world they live in..

[Frieda P]

Thanks Streamline.

[Coyote Poetry]

Good music and poetry for thoughts.
"no escaping rhymes's paradoxical roots
sway'd under a moon's dark melody"
I like the many strong statements in the poem. The above lines were my favorite. Type of poem the reader must break down and enjoy the thoughts and question brought to life by your words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks Coyote, muchly appreciate your thoughts.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. A beautiful poem.

[ron]

Very beautiful and hunting Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much ron.

[ron]

You are most welcome Frieda.