Glossy to Dusty~

No prologue to this tragic poem....

Eyes travel to the glossy cover....
My hands itch to have you...
Turning it over my sweaty palms....
Tempting words dance in my view.

How i wish to tug it, to my heart!!
How i wish to own it,Every inch!!

Dancing to Illusion's tune..
I fly and fall and frown....

Austen's regency turns to King's horror...!!
I scream!As i see my reflection in mirror..

With every chapter i painted
Myself in a new role......
Each stroke digging
A new deep hole!!
Fantasizing about being your perfect mate,
I drown in my own doomed fate!

No epilogue to this tragic play!
Escape!! Obh escape....
From this demonic sway...
Shut the cringy book!
Slam to gnawing reality.....
Its here....... Its here.....
Here fades my ecstacy

Author's Note

My first poem posted this year.Its been awhile since i was active here.But i will try to stay consistent now.Thank you :) happy reading

Reviews

[J. K. Beach]

Sophy... the pain we feel at the inevitable, all consuming, death of a book, or story, or poem is heightened when we have invested ourselves in the characters and roles... as you say, we "paint ourselves into the story..." your words here have made that an easy task... and an enjoyable one. Great job!

[Sophy Freebirds]

Thank you so much for your encouraging words JKB :-)

[Clockwork]

Books have a certain magnetize, especially for those of us who love to read. Your speaker seems hooked from the moment she sees this work of literature. She hangs on every detail of her thrilling read...and then the ending doesn't bring the necessary closure. I've read more than a few exacly like the book you describe in this poem.

I really liked your stanza about painting yourself in each role. You really liked this novel, and we lived it right along with you.

[Sophy Freebirds]

:)thank you for your kind words dear poet

[Stephen]

Wow! that was amazing! It's not often that I really get into a poem such as this one. I was very much taken in by it. I will definitely be reading your other writings aswell.

[Sophy Freebirds]

Thats what i want.. my readers to drown :-).. will be coming for your works too

[Lenah Mehzabin]

Ow simply awesome i don't know which stanza i should say good when u just gave a fabulous blow to each , Great piece !

[Sophy Freebirds]

awww.. thank you so much sweetie :-)

[Lenah Mehzabin]

U r welcome :-)

[Rene Salinas]

Thinking and assesing and weighing to finally come to some sort of clarity. It seems that every so often we should stop and look around, just in case we've missed something, anything! As it can be of useful nature. Potentially then a new beggining. I smiled when this came in "Fantasizing about being your perfect mate" an intimate moment which also gets to show how at times The perfect becomes the enemy of the good.

It is great to see you again Sophy!

Hope all is well.

Thank You.

[Sophy Freebirds]

You are very kind Rene :).. thank ou so much

[Matching Socks]

So great to see you back Sophy! Missed your presence here. :)
Great poem to kick off the new year. When you just can't get to that ending you want, just write the darned thing yourself. :)

[Sophy Freebirds]

Yeah i vented it up.Thank you Ana :) Glad you liked...

[R Smith]

well that's a warm welcome return, i certainly have missed you, you gave me good reviews :) this is some poem, i feel like i'm in an epic novel of war between modern and classical novelists, its a ride of passion and ecstacy, good to see you back Sophy (literally!) don't leave us again please :)

[Sophy Freebirds]

hey Richie Rich :) thank you so much.I am sorry to say you will be stuck with me for a while now .. hah.. will be coming to check out your works too.

[R Smith]

now that's an offer i can't refuse and despite the stunning new photo of you i reserve the right to still call you bluebird, seems fair :), i think you probably have quite a few of mine to read then, i've posted a lot since last i saw you :)

[Sophy Freebirds]

Yeah... okay.Suit yourself . :)love being called bluebird .. I am coming to your page next.

[R Smith]

i'll put the kettle on, tea or coffee?

[Sophy Freebirds]

:p... i prefer cold coffee.. haha.. i got really cool stuff on your page :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

We always want what we can't have and sometimes we want something so bad it turns into an obsession causing us to do things we never thought we would. Quite a poem to kick off the year.

[Sophy Freebirds]

Thank you so much Cowboy :)

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

You are most welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think your ecstasy just took a break, it will return...and the dust will shake itself off...you will have a "Revival" of sorts...and coincidentally with this poem...i am reading King's "Revival" at the present moment---almost through with it...

glad you are back..missed reading you.

[Sophy Freebirds]

That is enough to boost me up to post more Jacob :) Yep i am on shedding off my old skin. Thank you so much for your kind words...

[Lydia Shutter]

Unfortunately we sometimes paint ourselves into a corner. Life does not turn out as we had hoped or planned. Truth is, there is always a way out. No need to have a prologue, but there IS an epilogue. You can always go forward. There is no way to go back. May your ecstasy return in a new and better form! Glad to see you posting again, Sophy. Lydi**

[Sophy Freebirds]

Thank you for your insightful words Lydi :)... Glad to see you in my page