~ blade straight with eyes of dew

I stood in your arrogant shadow,

   vainglorious in its boastful touch

       depleted in your toxic grace,

  til the sun finally rose in my eyes

   felt free of the assigned tangled webs

       that fiercely strangled tidy illusions

    skies seemed a brighter tangerine

     mockingbirds sang in tune yet again

wasn't a figment of my delusions

    a bramble of bubbles suddenly burst,

wild blackberries were in bloom

    steely blue no longer reminded me of you

through the dusky sharp edge of night

     blade straight with eyes of dew

 I cut the chords that bound my bloody heart  

Author's Note

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

Sounds like the edge hasn't dulled a bit from last night Mrs.R...it's funny cuz I told you recently that I know where you're coming from in every poem...for the first time, ever, I feel like I don't know the whole story behind something...now maybe this is purely a product of your imagination, I have a history of assuming that everything people write here is autobiographical, but you're such a confessional writer that I can't help but wonder...anyways on to the poem itself...like I said, it feels like there's still a lot of purging in your system that's needing to get out...I mean, it isn't just one bubble but a bramble of them...I liked that image...and the toxic grace, the mockingbird, the bloody heart...this is heady stuff my friend, very raw, very poetic, and very you...and when I say very you, I mean it's the product of someone whose talent is unparalleled :) x

[Frieda P]

You always blow me away with your responses Benji, and also your observations, this is actually a few issues conjoined, this is just how it turned out....convoluted I know, what were you expecting with bloody brambles ;) What can I say, thank you never seems enough....xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha It's more than enough Mrs.R...I'm just happy that you enjoy my observations :) xo

[Ruth]

I guess we fool ourselves with the tidy but delusional companionships at times...inevitably we do realise how perished the web has become. Its not always easy to see until our cheeks sting from the slap of reality xo

[A. Amos]

What an elegant way to portray breakup, you're master of your game my dear! Marvelous.

[Troy Henson]

We think we've found the right one and over time (for me it was 19 years) we come to the stark realisation that the person you loved for so long hasn't go the qualities you thought they did and change for them is hard but in turn was it me? Was it I that changed and wasn't the same after all those years. Either way, accepting the fact that change is lost is hard, then accepting that we live apart is just as hard to accept. This one I felt Frieda.

Regards
Troy

[Cerise]

That is definitely the best work i have read in days....you are an amazing human you deserve much better and am sure you will get it one day..until den enjoy being single....Now about your piece of work its phenomenal and fabulously written...from the start to end its well put and the title does justice to it. it captures attention...well done my lady..:)

[Einstein Noodle]

masterful Freida .. you bend words with precision .. i am especially appreciative that your heroine's tidy life has been rocked ... tho painful .. she is freed ... she survives ... i am a sucker for underdogs and broken heroes ... so enjoyed this
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[Ayushi]

We go through so much emotional trauma during separations but thankfully time does mend our hearts.
What can I say about your writing skills, there is nothing more or less. So another Frieda write I must say :)

[Avinash]

You are the first person I m telling this because of your poem. This girl which I had brief courtship and now she is getting engaged to somebody else. But I really felt good today while having coffee with her knowing that I have no feelings left for her and neither grudges.

[Tom]

Oh nearly forgot..... ' a bramble of bubbles '

What a line!!

[Tom]

Breaking those burdensome shackles that have bound its captor is not easy but when it eventually happens, that new impetus and zest for life is indeed refreshingly wholesome and liberating!

A finely worded poem of freedom and emancipation, quality indeed Frieda!

[Sophy Freebirds]

Whoa... didn't expect you to write such a poem but as you've proved to be versatile.i loved this poem cause i was able to relate to it i watched a relationship of six years burn right infront of my eyes due to an egotistical maniac..i loved the last two lines cut the chord an put a bloody end to this lousy relationship.. there is more to life than just lover's love.. So stand up,brush away your fears,love yourself and move on.. let it go- like the middle lines of this poem which says your memory no longer haunts me.. :) Nice write lady. Oops sry.did i say again?? :p

~Sophy