~Endless Scribbles

She scribbles endlessly, ferociously

waiting for her true love to glance

  the aching in her wanton heart 

pen'd in crimson's darkly hued soul

   inky passages of the past

when the sun still shine'd a'glow

   and all was write with the world

As the wind rushes over the moors

  she thinks of her Heathcliff'd dreams

reverie of timely love season'd skies

   when spring sprung eternally

old man winter was only a notion

  frozen in another's memories

  til stormy nights overcame the fantasy

Still, she revisits her place in the sun

  bleeding out on paper without conscience

a wavering inner voice triumphs demurely

   as emotions spill over the tethered wastelands

once a land of wide open lush filled pleasures

  this place now only a reminder of tormented defeat

yet, her resolve for passion's affection remains   

Author's Note

Artwork ~ Lauri Blank

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes we can write all the poems in the world and that one person who we really want to notice our writings will not...

it seems all in vain...but in your case...if he notices or not...some really wonderful poetry comes of it.

like the pic...juliette binoche is one of my favorite actresses..

this poem is so moving...how did i miss it the first time around?

[Frieda P]

Thanks jacob, glad you enjoyed. Wuthering Heights has always been my favorite of mine.

[Cassie]

Beautiful, I had not read this one, I see what i was missing. your pen always breathes very good syllables, words, sentences..good job sweetie

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Cassie, jazz'd you enjoyed this one.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

The writer bends the will in most cases really, a contender in us all, well done.

[Frieda P]

Thanks for all your attention today Thomas, muchly appreciated love.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Amazing poem Frieda! Nicely written.

Kaze~ :-D

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Kazie :-)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your very welcome Frieda! :-D

[Blue]

No wonder this is shelved in 8 libraries. This is beautiful, Frieda. You never cease to impress.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Arzel, I almost missed this great review, sorry for the last reply....

[Blue]

See? It's on its 9th shelf now. :P

[Frieda P]

Doing the happy dance, care to join me? ;-)

[Blue]

I'd probably trip on my own feet. :P

[Frieda P]

So what, you know how to get back up dontcha? ;-P

[Blue]

It's a hopeless cycle. :P

[Frieda P]

Such is life..............

[Blue]

Ohh... You're getting pensive now... Haha.

[Frieda P]

HA....I had a moment ;-P

[Tai Ryens]

Penned emotions and the inability for a loved one to decipher the message, 'tis quite a frustrating way to exist, although your character seems quite determined to rant on her thoughts about memories and the world. I like how you began by saying how the writer awaits her true love to glance upon the truest of thoughts, yet by the third stanza your writer is independent and writes for the sole sake of herself. Well done, indeed, friend, keep it up!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Tai, glad you picked up on the essence at the edge , you always read me so well.

[Angel]

I read Wuthering Heights sometime away back in my early teens...a heartbreaking tale of love beyond the grave...
You have shown us Kathy's heart...

[Frieda P]

Me too Angel, I've always been enthralled with the story...thanks so much.

[DIVYA]

A lovely narration with an exquisite classic touch. Takes me to a bygone sort of age...Awesome again!

[Rita L. Sev]

Hauntingly beautiful, Frieda. Your pen sings classic images, with a contemporary edge. Always impressive!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Rita!

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Oh LOVE!!... such a bittersweet haunting... always swaying with wind...

This reminds me of "Wuthering Heights".... I loved Heathcliff's obsession, what a heartbreaker... (sigh)

A gorgeous write, Friedalicious!~xoxo~

[Frieda P]

So thrill'd it brought you there, my favorite read of all times, who doesn't want to be Heathcliff'd? ha....thanks muchly sweet Robbie, muchly appreciate your sweet words! xoxox

[Robbie~xoxo~]

ah yes, "Heathcliff'd" , what journey, eh?!... we gals eat it up, that's for sure! lol
It's my pleasure to read, always...~xoxo~:)

[Frieda P]

One can only imagine what really goes around on those moors haha ;-)