Forged in adversity's sword

Forged in adversity's sword

A Poem by Frieda P
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 forged in flames of adversity's sword,
   whispering ink leaking upon blotted sins

obscure as an eclipse's darkly allure
  rhapsodic rubbish of an untimely rhyme,
golden shimmer threads woven intricately
     in a noose of slip knot's scarlet ribbons behest
bequests through portals of  complicity

    machinations of another time and place

laced within roots of strangling tendrils

  mutated pretty posies succumb to ancient stories

dancing round the fire of life's indignities

    drowning of impertinence in molten ash
streaming soot of directive flow's utterances
          cannot deny the existence of hell's vortex
as the gravitas and bombastic preponderance
      in this perpetual travesty unfurls
its utterances in my pretentious voice's hush
     hardly matching those in my preposterous head,
yet truth rings clear as a bell's death toll
verses etched as silken decoys unfolded in titanium's recoil
    hiding in the recesses of silent protocol's evasive gibberish
grousing under a tidal wave of crushed soul's imperfections
    breached indignity of  transgression's metaphors
rewarded by awkward stares of disbelief and disgust
 personification well versed in the clamoring of history's chapters
            dog eared and closed the tale in finality's avoidance,
forbore the stealthy decay in corruption of one's eyes
         hiding rather in the sorted shadows than turn the page,
                        face the nakedness of music's symbolic reality 
     damage done can't be erased from old dusty passages, 
      yet, I still leave a light on for courage of a divine moon's charm
                     to shine brilliantly through the dim cracks





© 2014 Frieda P



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Frieda, this has me tongue tied, it poetry to the nth degree and there is too much to say, so many thought to express and all would make make the poem less profound in its contemplations of what a life is all about... "turn the page", "on the road again"..

I wrote a poem called "Turn the Page" a few years ago and will post it as a sort of reply , or better yet a continuing conversation around this theme...

But let me just say that I love this poem Frieda, its why you are a very special woman and poet ... it touches my heart deeply..
Curt

Posted 3 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Your sentiments have touched my heart Curt, looking forward to reading your poem. You always bring .. read more



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Awesome writing, such depth and form. I loved it!

Posted 3 Years Ago


The last two lines hit their mark Frieda. Seems like life for many is just storm after storm, we can choose to go down or stand and see that bit of light that gives us courage to overcome.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much Ana Sophia, yep some days it feels as such, we can never give up hope, just write poe.. read more
Matching Socks

3 Years Ago

You got it. :) flood the pages!
This is exactly on point. Wording and imagery couldn't be more strong and powerful. I've read this 4 times to myself and even called my Gran - we both adore it. She went into this massive spiel about how she understood perfectly where you were coming from. I love the tone of this one... Absolutely splendid...xoxo

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Awh thanks Gran for me too, we'd get along fine it seems. Thanks so much sweet noodlebumble! xo
its magical with a wow factor as always....

dog eared and closed the tale in finality's avoidance,
forbore the stealthy decay in corruption of one's eyes
hiding rather in the sorted shadows than turn the page,
face the nakedness of music's symbolic reality
damage done can't be erased from old dusty passages,
yet, I still leave a light on for courage of a divine moon's charm
to shine brilliantly through the cracks..........the best part and specially last two lines tugged at my heart.....when I read your poetry, its really an inspiration to be dedicated towards thing you love to do.....magic flows when your poetic soul pen down words.... :))

Posted 3 Years Ago


its magical with a wow factor as always....

dog eared and closed the tale in finality's avoidance,
forbore the stealthy decay in corruption of one's eyes
hiding rather in the sorted shadows than turn the page,
face the nakedness of music's symbolic reality
damage done can't be erased from old dusty passages,
yet, I still leave a light on for courage of a divine moon's charm
to shine brilliantly through the cracks..........the best part and specially last two lines tugged at my heart.....when I read your poetry, its really an inspiration to be dedicated towards thing you love to do.....magic flows when your poetic soul pen down words.... :))

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much anne, jazz'd you enjoyed this one. :)
has anyone ever told you, you sound like a spoiled brat? It sound like rubbish but not the least rhapsodic. but you are always eloquent, that I do admire. but how hot is your temptation, how deep is your fire? some of the things you come up with, make no literal or symbolic sense. it engages my intellect but it doesn't assuage my passion to feel, who you really are, and what you really want. I don't get that feeling when I read your poetry. It sounds pretty, but it don't pack a punch. You deliver a nicely wrapped box, empty. You should do away with the wrapping, and give my conscience, content. (do you see my word play?) keep writing Girl!

Posted 3 Years Ago


0 of 4 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

3 Years Ago

You're new here, you got lots of attention for yourself - though virtually all negative - with a con.. read more
Frieda P

3 Years Ago

This is not Farcebook, it's a poetry site, if you can't review my poetry without a personal assault.. read more
like "rhapsodic rubbish"

sometimes poems just appear so beautiful, harmonius...flowing...

but the words are shallow throw aways when it comes down to it..

no heart---

not here though...the heart is apostrophied--contracted, but can not be erased.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Were you aware the word apostrophe comes from the the Latin word, 'to turn away'...yep, what to do, .. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

3 Years Ago

and then there is the other meaning...as emily dickinson so aptly made use of...

when.. read more
Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Emily was a smart cookie, no wonder she was your all time favorite...thanks again dear poet.
Stunning line, "mutated pretty posies succumb to ancient stories!" It's almost like a poet's eulogy… but the poet is winking at them from the wings…


Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much Momzilla, love your interpretation, great review.
MomzillaNC

3 Years Ago

You're very welcome.
Frieda, this has me tongue tied, it poetry to the nth degree and there is too much to say, so many thought to express and all would make make the poem less profound in its contemplations of what a life is all about... "turn the page", "on the road again"..

I wrote a poem called "Turn the Page" a few years ago and will post it as a sort of reply , or better yet a continuing conversation around this theme...

But let me just say that I love this poem Frieda, its why you are a very special woman and poet ... it touches my heart deeply..
Curt

Posted 3 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Your sentiments have touched my heart Curt, looking forward to reading your poem. You always bring .. read more
Your word choice is so awesome, your imagery is just as awesome. You tell so much in this poem about moving on and not looking back.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much, glad you enjoyed.
storiestotell

3 Years Ago

You're welcome!

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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