Dead Ringer

Dead Ringer

A Poem by icelandicblue

The black cowl of grief
is tight it steals the light
while the wraith of  darkness invades
your marrow and twists your soul.

I am fodder for Nietzsche, his brand of
bitter tasting despair invades my senses.
He understands the shadows,
yet I feel no stronger for it.

I am deep sea diving
without oxygen- too
busy trying to breathe,
unable to see the beauty.

The living bury themselves
deep and try to ring the
bell with arthritic hands to signal
that they are alive- but not quite ready,

while friends take the graveyard shift
and wait and watch for the first glimmer
or spark of life. Laughter, love and time
can close, but never completely heal the wound;

for we are forever wounded.

© 2013 icelandicblue


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I am fodder for Neitzsche, his brand of
bitter tasting despair invades my senses.
He understands the shadows,
yet I feel no stronger for it -- For me, this is the best stanza in the entire piece. The creativity level is beyond sharp and the cleverness is bright. You have really said something here, with these four, simple lines.

Overall, I like the concept of the piece and the way that you brought it from beginning to end without losing yourself in between. The first stanza, for some reason, did not pack the punch that the rest of the piece did--I'm thinking it is an imagery/flow issue with this opening stanza. Otherwise, this was an exquisit write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

I agree with you. I want to keep the concept of the first stanza but it needs to be expanded somehow.. read more
icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

I changed that first stanza it may still need work but I think it is much better.



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Those of us that have weathered true heartache and despair understand this place. It feels like you will never be whole, never be back to the real you, again. Your poetry flows within the depths of sorrow - wonderfully woven!

The scars of pain provide the lessons to enrich a brighter future. I have felt bitter sorrow, yet would not change a thing... Hard to believe, but the light at the end of the tunnel is bright, beautiful, and full of happiness.

A stunning write. It reminded me of where I have been, and how far I have come in this glorious life.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

What a beautiful response. Each experience changes us somehow, without them what would we be? Thank .. read more
Emerald Seas

11 Years Ago

Your poem inspired a moment to pause and reflect on a road that, although difficult, has arrived at .. read more
your situation is developing some very moving and sincere poetry Ice

This is pretty stunning

Be well.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thank you-

It is cathartic and I appreciate your comment and friendship.
Dr. Wood ?

11 Years Ago

well...I would never have even thought of the word Cathartic..My word power is a tad limited....But .. read more
"I am deep sea diving
without oxygen- too
busy trying to breathe,
unable to see the beauty." ~~ Wow, this is such an emotional touching write, full of meaning.

Blue, this was absolutely amazing. I really enjoyed this piece. It was really touching. Your writes are full of honesty and passion. You put your heart and soul into them, always. Amazing, lovie.

~ Noodle.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thank you sweet girl. ; )
s y e

11 Years Ago

Always my pleasure.
Indeed we are my friend, but at times we must look at these scars and remember the good, for that is what will aid the healing. Very nicely penned with a heavy heart.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thanks Jack and I am spending a lot of my time with those good memories. A lot of time looking at pi.. read more
Jack...

11 Years Ago

But Anne, you do speak to him every day because love never stops listening, no matter what.
icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thanks for that Jack.
"Grief is tight it steals
the light and hides it
while darkness invades
and fractures your soul.

I am fodder for Nietzsche, his brand of
bitter tasting despair invades my senses."
Wow . You writes are so good and full of deep meanings...Thank you for sharing...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thanks Sami-

You are always so kind.
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

MY pleasure...:)

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