Drowning in Suspension

Drowning in Suspension

A Poem by TamiViolet
"

inspired by a dream

"

 

 

Life consists of memories
making us who we are today

 

All those choices...

 

Few Successes.

 

Disgruntled Mistakes.

 

Agonizing Regret.

 

Remembered Scars.

 

A soul full of life never dies...
Does it?

 

I am awakened by equivocal voices of a
crimson sea bitter from too many tears...

 

For salvation.

 

The drowning is very, very slow

and tortuous...

 

Ever so slowly I drown...

 

Everything changes every minute,

yet I remain suspended...

 

Ambiguous Always.

 

Always too Ambiguous.

 

Change poses question in salty stirs and

ripples, babbling practical rationale...

 

Why...

 

As if I don't know the reasons.

 

I hear it's only a matter of time before the tide

turns...

 

To caress the purity of true love

To feel kisses in the sincerity of a soft rain

To taste the honesty of the snow on a lover's lips

 

Truly.

 

Deeply.

 

Without tears.

 

I am still waiting for someday,

Wondering...

 

Is it worth it?

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 TamiViolet


Author's Note

TamiViolet
Dedicated to those who suffer from feelings of hopelessness, not only during the holidays, but all year.

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There's a jazz blues instrumental on the radio. It seems to fit the mood of the dream-scape your poem conjours up. Yes, it is a sad them, and perhaps distressing to experience. But... You capture the feeling expertly and nail it down in a way that conveys the dream like qualities of the experience. Yes, it is sad, but life is sad in many ways. I like the way the poem starts off in a rational way but then slides into the dream. I've heard it said that drowing is a gentle death. But the idea of it being in slow motion terrifies. Is the very pulse of life ambiguous? -- Hamlet It's a very intimate psychological poem and many people with ask the same questions it poses. Enjoyed the read. It's intelligent and honest.

Posted 12 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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Dreams can be the best fuel for getting our deepest thoughts and emotions out onto the page. It takes courage to share such creations. I enjoyed it very much. Thanks for the courage to share this with your readers and fellow writers...

Posted 5 Years Ago


WOW my dear friend I love the emotion here! AN EXCELLENT Write Bravo!!
Indeed a sad prose but one with power in the lines that do not hide the emotion we feel by the cruelty of others that disappoint us in some our deepest emotions and there is power in these emotions I liked espcilly the following lines that reached out to me like the cold face of a drowning soul in the icy waters of loves life within ours and its true fate :
To caress the purity of true love

To feel kisses in the sincerity of a soft rain

To taste the honesty of the snow on a lover's lips

again very powerful thanks for the request to read sad but I ma glad I did so much honesty !!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I loved this hun. Tears and heartwreching. Like how the font and sized changed through out
Great picture, when we drown does anyone see us? or just look away so there don't have to be the one to pull us out...Lovely write darling girl!

Much love n respect,
Anna

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Omg this was awesome! I loved it! Fantastic is what sums this up as.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem was nice, it was like riding on a tide (literally) i felt it building up and building up before it washed to shore in its magnificence and awe. good job.
yeah, i feel you. i'm been feeling major blues myself lately. this poem epitomizes how all of us feel during the holidays. esp being lonely and single, even worse. no, jk. cause i read this poem and i don't feel so alone apollonia. thank you for sharing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are my humility. You are my hope. You are my peerless peer. My ever-present example ... of inspiration. You are my friend not-yet met yet touching my soul. You are words I feel. =0)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i love this!

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This was a very intense piece articulated with extraordinary skill. Brilliant write on this subject.

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

i dont know what to say other than wow... fantastic piece of writing
truly amazing

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

deeply intense...the sense of hopelessness that does envelop some people, but there is hope...

this took me by surprise and it made me think on times that even i can identify with, though i try very hard to be optimistic. we all have our moments.

I am still waiting for someday,
Wondering...

Is it worth it?

to this i say, it is always worth it.....

an amazing write, A...it explores some of the deepest things that do go through the minds of ones that don't feel that there is something out there that will turn the tide on the hopelessness.

i love your graphics...it fit this write ever so well...

A xox

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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