Déjà vu due

Déjà vu due

A Poem by Frieda P
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_an old preponderance revisited_

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We are given breath, we die
  what fills those pages in between
  are the complexities of life's illusions
      innuendos of an oblique allusion 

Kismet, fate, some divine intervention
    or sublime alchemy of heart's desires,
 paths we take are sometimes vague
    is it all predestined or are we fated
    as humans to determine 
            our very own journey's path

Has it been written on cumulative skies,
     upon 
the stars long ago,
         some crystalline clouds or tissue paper,
            should we abjure constellation's foreboding signs
                 in the echoes of past tribulations

Is déjà vu the very life we've repeated,
   fallen 'neath soul's intrinsic liquid
    like hot lava that bubbles and churns
my muse ponders these unanswered queries, 
     if life is preordained, once conceived, 
             or do we create our own poetry's

                                                    

© 2014 Frieda P


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Ah crystalline clouds on tissue paper that is ever so delicate. Holy crap I have that album and I love that song...

Has it been written on cumulative skies,
upon
the stars long ago,
some crystalline clouds or tissue paper,
should we abjure constellation's foreboding signs
in the echoes of past tribulations

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Thanks Anne, it's a great album, this song in particular.



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I woke up this morning with a desire to read some poetry. I chose your profile randomly, and this poem in particular because of its catchy title, and I'm glad I did. I enjoyed this piece from top to bottom, and think it to be beautiful in so many ways. The questions it encompasses are of great depth and wisdom, and the way you raised then is simply enchanting. There is this part: “Has it been written on cumulative skies, upon the stars long ago, some crystalline clouds or tissue paper” which I think to be another poem within your poem, romantic and equally deep. The last query in which you compared life with a piece of poetry speaks loudly, I think, for the ingenuity of your imagination and the beauty of you mind.

This has made my morning shine. So thank you for sharing!

Heartily,

A Speck of Dust


Posted 9 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Philosopical piece Frieda Pickle. It is the duty of the poet to investigate such things and to relate these to the reader in ways that some philosphy just can't.
Hello again by the way..
(HUG)

Posted 9 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh my!! where do I start, from which stanza do I start to review, this is among my best of you. I loved loved it

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is truly a beautiful piece of writing. To write this elegantly on the subject of weather we create our own destiny is an unmistakable gift. I'd like to believe that we create our own destiny, but sometimes you must wonder."the complexities of life's illusions"...I love this line

Posted 9 Years Ago


I like your language. Accept my condolences for the loss of your sister

Posted 9 Years Ago


Everyone is different and everyone is the same… life is predictable and yet full of surprises, life is an endless contradiction and you capture it well with that brilliant voice you have.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I knew you were going to use the preordained, and I am glad you did. The reason I don't believe in the fact that we are preordained, and I am, as we speak, writing a book concerning reincarnation. Not sure yet if I am all on board with the concept, but i am researching it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Awesome piece Frieda. Very thought provoking, I'm not sure what to believe. Fate seems a romantic concept but I'd like to think I have control over my life. I flip flop depending on what suits my mood. I'll be honest. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


"We are given breath, we die
what fills those pages in between
are the complexities of life's illusions
innuendos of an oblique allusion"

Terrific opening lines and wonderfully existential, yet fulfilling terms.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I just love the expansion of language you always use in your works. I wish I had such a broad vocabulary, but I am not well educated :-/ lol. When I use "big words" I have usually looked up synonyms for what I am trying to say when my pieces sound too simplistic. As always enjoyed reading the journey you portrayed. Thank you for sharing

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Thanks Peeping Poet, you're kind to say, that's how we learn, keep exploring and diving into that di.. read more
Briana O'Connor

9 Years Ago

lol maybe that's why my vocabulary is not so broad. I was blessed to have both sides of my brain bor.. read more
Frieda P

9 Years Ago

I could do with a bit of that, numbers make me wanna cry haha :)

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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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