Just Dead

Somewhere in my soul,

 you still reside

you pass through

 in dark of night

a light tingle,

 shiver up the spine

glimpse out the side of my view

i catch a glimmer of you

can't tell if you're smiling or blue

blurry molten grey

 still mists the eye

 i feel you in my bones,

   my heart overflows crimson

are you haunting allusion

or just a delusion...

  do you waft on zephyrs

           like a fluttering butterfly

          or are you just dead? 

Reviews

[redflutterby]

Someone who was very special to me was murdered in September 2011. When I read this it brought him to mind. His sister has told me that she has "seen" him on many occasions over the years.. very much as you describe like seeing something out of the corner of your eye. I think I will share this read with her...

[Frieda P]

Sorry to hear, that's awful. Makes me wonder if that butterfly that fluttered between my brother and I on the church steps was really a message from her on that day...thanks so much A.M. Hope she can relate to it as well.

[quinfinn]

when life becomes too real, do we create illusions? i think we do.....awesome write...

[Frieda P]

My mind changes faster than you can blink, I have no clue what I honestly believe, I want her to be a blue butterfly fluttering by...thanks quin.

[Night]

...this was an honest write Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Yes it was David, I know we have different beliefs along these lines, so I truly appreciate the read.

[Rogue]

There is a frankness about your work that is captivating.
This piece is a perfect example of that. Wonderful job.

[Frieda P]

Wow, thanks so much for that great review Rogue, so glad you liked it.

[.......]

this one makes me feel emotional, so well penned

[Frieda P]

It did me too, thanks so much Paper Moon.

[kublakhan27]

This piece leaves me a bit unsettled...for the first time, I detect the mournful being replaced by the morbid...I hope you're feeling better now than you did when you wrote it...

[Frieda P]

Not so much morbid as disbelief I guess...x

[kublakhan27]

Hope you're feeling a little better today...it's friday :)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Reading this takes me to a haunting place of sadness..and still yet, even in the tone of loneliness, you depict vibrant colours... "crimson, blue, and even grey" are beautiful in your description...hazy as the illusion may seem, you give it shape, life flows in your words!

"i catch of glimmer of you

can't tell if you're smiling or blue

blurry molten grey

still mists the eye

i feel you in my bones,

my heart overflows crimson

are you haunting allusion

or just a delusion..."~ This is a work of art dear Frieda!~xo~

[Frieda P]

Really jazzing on your review Robbie, thanks so much! xo

[Lover Of Words]

My goodness im speechless

[Frieda P]

I'll take that as you liked it Kelsey, thanks!

[Lover Of Words]

Loved it

[Baby Ricochet]

OOh I like this one. Great job

[Frieda P]

Thanks BR.

[Chris]

Nothing at all to say here... think I'll lay down a bit.

Laters

[Frieda P]

Hmmm, thanks, hope you got some rest dear Chris.

[Chris]

Frieda,

There was absolutely nothing I could have said as a comment to this one - truthfully. And yes I am "feeling"a bit less than good - life as we live it. Laters...

[Jack...]

My God Frieda, I am freaking sitting here crying. This one I will keep, if you don't mind?

[Frieda P]

Well, I didn't expect that! Thanks so much, and of course, once it's out there, it's all yours Jack.