Inky ghost swells

They're just ghosts, yet

      the reason to carry on

  within misty haunted spaces,

inky swell's gut wrenching screams

      gushing in emotion's notions

blotting memories' rhyme

  rose red's unheard dispersion 

hung in untimely compulsion

  bloating infraction's heady chimes 

quarter past forget-me-knots

   breathes through starry skies,

      bleeding 'tween scar tissue

slipped a noose in honor

   of dynasty's regal baptism

     alleged devotional prayers

still wallowing in disbelief,

   revelation's in chapter and verse

of righteous indignation's denial

  judgement of kingdom come's

        concluded restitution,

dancing amidst horizons's

         spiritually cursed compensation 

Author's Note

Reviews

[s y e]

Ahhh Mama F, it's poetry likes that makes everything all the worthwhile, to sit down, after a hard day(s) and read you makes my days so much brighter. I just hate when I can't/don't read you, makes me feel like I am missing something.

This, for me, hit the jackpot. xoxo

[Frieda P]

Doing the happy dance to your review noodlebumble, grazie mille sweetie. xo

[Butch Decatoria]

Poetry is god when he is nostalgic for man.

[R Smith]

sounds like a ghost story to me but why then is it I think its about you......are you a thing of the night dear :p An absolutely fantastic poem by the way :)

[Chris]

The beginning WAS the end followed by all the phrased reasons... such has been so many, many lives.

[Patricia]

"...quarter past the forget me knots..."- love that line!!! You had me with the title! Love the whole piece, great flow, great word play, just great writing!

[Rene Salinas]

Why would you want to know your inner demons? Or the dimension they dwell upon? Well in my case becuiase is the only viable way to create a well informed concept. Not only of situations but of people as well. Oh but it is hard and difficult? Sure but if you are frightened of yourself then it sops you from moving. More than just a veil it is a hindrance for life. What you might see not pretty in you? Well in itsn't in others either and I guess amonst the misery loves company you get to know yourself. That would become invaluable.

Thankyou

[Frieda P]

What did the Godfather say, keep your enemies closer...indeed, thanks so much Rene.

[Jon Roggie]

Between the words, and the music, I can't help but think of Rasputin. I like it!

[Frieda P]

Wasn't he a faith healer, send him over!

[Baby Ricochet]

This makes me want to write horror poetry. Well it's almost that time of year

[Frieda P]

I'll be looking for it Baby.

[Bright Ocean Star]

Frieda...can i just study you? I really want to look at everything youv'e written and dissect it to try and see if there is any way I can absorb any of your magic, learn your infinite tricks of verbal illusion/allusion. you are just wonderful!

[Frieda P]

Ha that made me laugh out loud Star! That's what the shrink used to say, except he charged me....haha thanks so much!

[wordman]

BOO ! a great Halloween poem

[Frieda P]

You're a bit early, no Ron? Thanks for reading...

[wordman]

I am never too early frieda

[Matching Socks]

Frieda this is gorgeous. I wish we could all write ourselves a happy ending that would come true, like in Inkheart.

[Frieda P]

I wish that too, in the meantime, we write poetry for sanity's sake :) thanks so much Ana Sophia.

[redzone]

you say "roses", but I think the flower "forget-me-nots" is the flower that ghosts use to haunt and keep alive the "scar tissue"... the use of "forget-me-knots" is wonderfully unique in allowing the reader to envision, how these "knots" bind the pain to us... "spiritually cursed compensation", Frieda, damn the feeling of hopelessness in these words, floored me... after all the haunting and ugliness of what this means, to be void of spirit (it was taken by these haunts) is just soooo hard to read...

to purge these "wrenching screams" makes your poetry supreme, but for the rest of us, heart broken.. but don't ever stop, cause it gives us reason to believe and to know how to live...
~~redzone xxoo

[Frieda P]

Your reviews are always poetic Curt, thanks so much for your caring words my friend.

[redzone]

Frieda, hope you don't mind my saying, but everything about you makes it impossible to not care deeply about you. Your poetry is but the tip of your ice berg. It is all the people you touch that that welcome your gracious touch.

[Frieda P]

Are you trying to make me cry sweetie? Grazie mille, you're always a shining light in my life Curt. Enjoy your Sunday...

[redzone]

Only if they are happy tears Frieda. And yes, today has been beautiful so for and fun. Hope the same for you. ;0)xxoo