.... dead flowers in the final countdown

.... dead flowers in the final countdown

A Poem by Frieda P
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last breath's illusion

"
slipped into your shadow, 
      felt like darkly molten lava
    run amuck with an edge in authority 
choked on dense, upheaval's last breath
    shooting sparks within your superiority

we favored you the name death
            yet, knowing nothing more
                        then yesterday's calling,
         still  impoverished in your vitality of expression
                               an overly creative humor's
                                                  quest for productivity, 
  
comfortably numb in your belief's reality
     as deprived of knowledge 'til after the fact,
       could possibly trip the next detached illusion

© 2014 Frieda P


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Frieda P


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I wish I had your finesse some days. I feel like a cave man with my club of anger, lacking in subtleties and social graces next to your metaphorical treatments of life's trials and tribulations. I can only echo the sentiments of the many other reviews here.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Laughing here, only in poetry, we chat enough, you should know that....thanks KL. ;)



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"we favored you the name death
yet, knowing nothing more
then yesterday's calling,"
I enjoy this kind of poetry. Dancing with the death. I tell people. Death never lose. Nice flow of thoughts leading to a strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

No, death is never the loser....thanks for your thoughts John.
Vicious cycle...and a favourite song of mine to accompany this piece hon...touching, tearfully so xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

It is a great song, thanks muchly Poppy. x
Ruth

10 Years Ago

Welcome darlin, anytime xo
O death where is your glory now!! Death is a very delicate subject matter but the manner in which you have handled it is really skillful. I liked the line "we favored you the name death" here you have very clearly mirrored that death is what we see it to be.Either it can be the end or the beginning.Its just an 'illusion' of which we are scared. Very well written Freida. Sorry i haven't been able to check out your works lately.But finally i am here. :)

~Sophy

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Oh you made up for it tenfold Sophy...glad to see you back and for such a glowing review, grazie mil.. read more
Sophy Freebirds

10 Years Ago

:) glad to visit you back and finding such a gem again..

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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..

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