Ice'd Lullabye

Your untouchable promises

     chill'd in my veins

my fragile posies were left

           out in the frosted reign

swept me up in your darkly 

                 abstruse sweetness

etch'd love songs

          on my skin's tremblings

prayers that were answer'd

          with sad weakness

lullabies dull'd my sensibilities

        and dying fortitude

fell on my knees upon

         my own strangled heart

rescuing  me from myself,

          you brush'd lusty tendrils aside

in contemptible silent sighs,

               from the depths of apathy

i need your emptiness to 

      fill my void'd briny spirit

frosted over my convictions,

             i lie frozen in icy drifts of regret  

Author's Note

Seriously, captcha is hellhag!

Reviews

[Eric Pudalov]

This poem is so powerful I'm having a hard time finding the right words to express how I feel about it, Frieda! It's rare that I'm at a loss for words, but I think this is one of those cases.

Nonetheless, I still like it; if you moved me that much, I suppose you've done your job!!

[Frieda P]

So good to know Eric, thanks muchly, this one happens to be a favorite of mine, jazz'd you enjoyed.

[Eric Pudalov]

There's the featured review thing again...I still don't get it. How do you "feature" something?

[Rachelle]

Haunting and melancholic!

[Frieda P]

Thanks sweetbind!

[songstress]

My Frieda this is beautiful. It's overwhelming here. "from depths of apathy I need your emptiness to fill...," that line really does hurt. But, the depth of which you describe the crumbling will and inability to notice harm is as your poem title calls Ices things over. Truly a poignant piece.

[Frieda P]

I adore your reviews, I love when someone gets the 'feeling' I'm trying to portray, thanks so much songstress.

[BlackRose]

Write as always and getting lost in it, but took a short break to read friend's and other's works. This if you want to say bone chilling. My fragile posies were left in the frosted rain is a clever play words. Once again, marvelous.

[Frieda P]

Thanks BlackRose, glad you picked up on that.

[sharonlee]

Haunting grace... such lyric composition... beautiful.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much sharonlee, much appreciate your kind words.

[Odysseus Wanders]

Hum... feels of loss to me... times past... hurt... memories... sadness.
Something far away.... makes me sad.
So good writing then:(
:)

[Frieda P]

Glad you 'felt' it Terry, that's always the greatest compliment. :-)

[Archangel Gabriel]

Such a sad tale. The cold metaphor gives it that empty chill of loss and forlornness.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Gabriel, glad you felt the chill.

[ron]

Beautiful, sadly sweet, to be filled with someone's emptiness to fill your void...wonderful (standing ovation).

[Frieda P]

Curtsies, thank you kind sir :-)

[ron]

Bows, it was pleasure kind Ma 'dam.

[m.s.early]

my fragile posies were left
out in the frosted reign
Nice play on words. What chilling verse.

[Frieda P]

Thanks xavier, I was wondering if anyone would pick up on that.....muchly appreciated.

[Shirlena]

Sad but so expertly written...and though dark it is not overly macabre. It is a pleasure to read such alliterative words. Every line is had me racing to the next intricate, well placed thought. Excellent read, you are a gifted writer.

[Frieda P]

What a glowing review, thanks so much Shirlena, jazz'd you enjoyed this one.

[Shirlena]

You're welcomed :)

[redflutterby]

For some reason this makes me think.of drinking....of using alcohol to fill the void knowing that it contains only emptiness. Thus we continue to suffer while trying to find solace and sleep in those iced lullabies. Maybe I'm wrong but its the first thing thar came to mind!

[Frieda P]

Men, booze, all the same, fill a void when they're available, suck when you get snagged, just kidding guys! Ha, thanks, I love your interpretation Red!

[redflutterby]

Oh I can definetely relate it that way too....lol!!

[Frieda P]

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