abstract overlay of a bleeding heart

Lost forever in the paradox

      of your affection's blush

painted within soft brush strokes

             of passion's escape,

searching for the intimacy in

               perception's palette

Mona Lisa's smile paled 

      within the rush of your

           monochromatic illusionism

left to unfurl in unframed passages

                  of rhymed masters,

watercolor craving's bled

             onto the canvas of our desire

fractured in your composed 

                     coloring's matted absence 

 allegory of Alla Prima's  shadowed

 cuore,

               chiaroscuro in its appeal

 

 image likeness of urges's infatuation,

                    in scarlet's tearful hue

obscured within abstract 

overlay's

                       of a bleeding heart's portrait    

                                                                                                                            artist ~ Kristen Romney Hubbs

Author's Note

translation~ cuore,-heart, chiaroscuro-an Italian word literally meaning “light dark”

Reviews

[redzone]

you and your poetry are amazing Frieda, "monochromatic illusionism", yes absence and death are moncolored.. it is paradoxal and yet I can't help but see a multitude of words colored with the palette found within a bleeding heart (there are many colors found here). Aren't we always looking "for the intimacy in
perception's palette", to make sense of the abstractions??? I have for some reason believed that after Mona Lisa got up from her portrait smiled a great deal... It was Rembrandt that made her so serious...

I like your choice of Chicago's "Color My World", it's soft overlays give depth to the words you express

1000 water colors bleeding and abstract expressions... there is nothing monochromatic about your poetry Frieda... and I love to read each word... MWAHxxoo!!!

[Frieda P]

Whoa I nearly missed this exquisite review, dang cafe for not alerting me. You blow me away Curt, thanks so much for your kind words. Squishy's comin' yer way! xo

[redzone]

Squishy alert!! Squishy Alert... dag Frieda, now I'm all squishy and with no place to go ... ;0)

[Daydreamer]

Oh My Dear God!!!!! Your word choice is beyond gorgeous! And the main theme was great- to use the paint tools and all xD Lol! It's probably too tiring being unable to figure things out or ask for answers xx
BE-AU-TI-FUL!💗
stay blessed xx

[Frieda P]

Your review just made me giddy...haha there are no answers, whatever you 'feel'...thanks muchly! x

[Daydreamer]

Giddy? Why?
welcome xx

[Frieda P]

I get that way when someone has that reaction to my poetry, I'm a silly girl what can I say? ;)

[Daydreamer]

Hahaha aw,that's why :P my mind wandered far :P
please don't be giddy :P

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The art of love is hard to paint, but when you find the right colors there is nothing you can't create… a really beautiful poem Moonbeam.

[Frieda P]

I think you found the right palette Dale, thanks hon. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are most welcome Moonbeam.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

As always my Lady you portray loss with deep hues of metaphorical colour, splashes of raw emotion applied liberally to the canvas.

[Frieda P]

Such a poetic review, thanks dahlin'

[Lyn Anderson]

There are those who come into our lives and leave, but don't leave our memories and our thoughts -- and the pain that they caused is raw and unrelenting, and real and present, after a long time. This poem beautifully expresses this.

[Frieda P]

Yes it lingers on so we can write poetry about it, thanks KL...

[AprilRN1210]

well now isn't this a layered tale of heartache, pain, lust, longing, and aching.. ouch.... I feel the pain, the longing, the feelings of inadequacies.. of being so lost without, of feeling like something missing, something so important that you are not the same in its absence... the needs of the other always wanting what you couldn't give, something that you aren't.. but the colors that they brought to your world made it feel for some short time brilliant and beautiful.. oh how those brush strokes caress you in such ways that your canvas comes alive.. the blush staining it to where it glows.. but the chill from the air as the paint chips and hardens the absence of those strokes makes it that much more bittersweet, for the memories linger and you long for the days of living.. another.. awesome.. write.. ma'am.. jeez.. emotional rollercoaster you love to take me on day to day.. grrrrr ((hugs))

oh and did I say how much I loved word choice in this one.. divine...

[Frieda P]

I'm in love with your review April, thanks so much my sweet friend.... xo

[AprilRN1210]

awwwwww.. you know if you didn't write so emotionally and brilliantly I couldn't see and feel what I do.. you are more than welcome.. it is always a pleasure.. ((hugs))

[Frieda P]

Funny thing is, you make me 'feel' my poem's essence if that makes sense.... :) xo

[AprilRN1210]

that is what I do ma'am... I FEEL... lol
I am not a great thinker... I ain't all smart and educated.. I just know what I feel and what you make me feel.. I am glad that I am able to express adequately how you do.... :)
wahoooo.. I catch your essence, tickle it, then give it back to you...

[Frieda P]

You're a lot like me, if I don't 'feel' it, it's not going to be that affecting...you can keep some of it once it's released into the ether. ;) xo

[AprilRN1210]

ha... thanks.. I always keep and cherish my little pieces I hide away for later anyway... :P
already knew we were alike "nutter"...lol

[Sophy Freebirds]

It hurt Freida... really hurt.. :(.. the portrait of bleeding heart.The one betrayed by a judas's kiss,cheated bys condescending smile which shames monalisa.,cravings of water colour washed over by reality.. the heart cries blood.o yes blood.The millions of pieces scattered hard to mend.who will redraw that portrait( just my thought).. your poem touched my heart,ached it to piece and eyes burning with unshed tears.. just wow freida.Every metaphor has an underlying meaning to be uncovered.. :) touchy ikira

~Sophy

[Frieda P]

Oh you know love hurts...that's why they write songs about it and we write our inky blues in its honor thanks so much sweet Sophy! :)

[Sophy Freebirds]

:) yea it hurts a thousand devils . Ha... its always a pleasure reviewing you Chica

[Frieda P]

Hurts a thousand devils, sounds like a poem :)

[Sophy Freebirds]

Yea.. my next poem :D.... guess you will like it..

[Sophy Freebirds]

Yea.. my next poem :D.... guess you will like it..

[Frieda P]

No doubt, what's not to like about a thousand devils? :D

[Sophy Freebirds]

Yea... right. They are wickedly enchanting :)

[Frieda P]

Just make sure a few of them are some hot Latinos haha ;)

[willweb]

The first two lines pulled me in and would not let go. This was beautiful, though it felt a little sad. You write in such a unique and appealing fashion Frieda P. I really enjoyed this one today.

[Frieda P]

I'm so jazz'd they did, thanks muchly Will.

[kublakhan27]

I would say this is the very definition of art Mrs.R...the words paint, the colours hold metaphors, languages gel and become universal...and you just happen to possess one of the most romantic languages, which sure as hell isn't English haha Watercolor is a child's art form, that is, until you overtake it, then it blossoms into a spectrum of sensuality...'searching for intimacy in perception's palette'...wow, that's just perfect...that line alone brought a smile to my face...clearly you have an understanding of visual art that eludes me...even though I carry an abstract tag, you'd never see a poem from me with Mona Lisa, monochromatic illusionism, or a matted absence...if I wake up and see something new from you, you know it's the first thing I read, though it often takes me all morning to discern the depth you bring to every piece...you're a poet, you're an artist, you're Mrs.R, and she's amazing ;) xo

[Frieda P]

You know I cherish your words Steve, truly too kind, you always humble me my sweet friend, I'm saving this one. :) xo

[kublakhan27]

You know I speak from the heart Frieda...you probably even knew that's what I was gonna say haha But I'm equally humbled that you cherish my input so much my dear :) xo