Dove Stew

Dove Stew  

The sky paused in the madness

     whilst wounded hearts bled rainbows

beyond repair, the moon offered condolences

              the sun shaded its eyes in despair 

flashes of chances and regret traced the mind

        blew up in their faces imploding colors of grey 

no turning back clockwork's mechanical contrivance

                 eyes burnt out sullen in sorrow

a heart's blip of radar's chaos

         nil remained, bar ought of onus & 

                         fermenting sounds of fire

                               ...ultimately, infinite radio silence

Author's Note

Copyright © 2013 Frieda P. All rights reserved.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I was in the Army for 15 years. We study the weapons of destruction. If you are lucky. Death would come quickly with a nuclear blast of any sort. The photo and the poem told a scary story. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Yes that would be the only saving grace, to be the first to go, thanks John.

[Annabelle Lee]

"Wounded hearts bled rainbows"
Yep. Frieda P. is now and forever to be considered pure poetic genius.

[TL Boehm]

riveting. I was a "Cold War" baby. There is a terror that settles in the heart of those who lived within the "Shock wave" that is difficult to articulate. This thing brought all that back. Incredible little poem

[Tai Ryens]

Infinite radio silence? Haunting! Awestriking poetry you've written.

[s y e]

This is mind blowing! I love the structure and the imagery in this write is so vivid.

" eyes burnt out sullen in sorrow
a heart's blip of radar's chaos"

How can you come up with such amazing lines! I swear, I want half of your brain and half of John-Paul's brain! Haha ;-P

Great write, truly loved it as always

[Frieda P]

Oh thanks so much Sye, I have no idea where this one even came from to be honest, but I just ran with it, glad you liked it noodles! Ha, I think only half of my brain works, that might be a problem love! ;-P

[s y e]

Ha! Anytime ;-)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

WOW such gut wrenching creativity. Let the wound breath so it can heal with fresh air.

[Frieda P]

Wow, thanks Dale, much appreciated.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Always my pleasure young lady.

[Pete Langley]

One species` moment of madness could spawn a complete makeover for this planet at any time, couldn`t it? Consummately brilliant. P.

[Frieda P]

It only takes a moment, yes...scary right? Thanks so much Pete.

[Jack...]

The end...as the mind pictures it. Chilling yet beautifully written. I actually stood outside this morning staring up at the crescent moon and, yes I know, morbid, wondered what would happen if I were the one to witness its destruction. I pictured it blowing to bits and scattering itself across the sky. Yep...weird. Very good Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Very weird Jack, I guess a lot of people think of this happening one day, or we're just strange ducks ha, great minds and all that jazz, thanks so much.

[Kristin Lee]

Absolutely beautiful. It may make me sick but I find brilliance in work that can take destruction and chaos and make it into something beautiful. You've done just that. All the emotion, the passion and the simplicity in pain build throughout your words and then bleed into your final sentence, "...ultimately, infinite radio silence." Powerful stuff!

[Frieda P]

Love your review Kristin, thanks so much.

[kublakhan27]

The sky paused...that's one of the best opening images I've read to a poem in quite some time...and you're one of the best poets I've ever read...your writing never ceases to amaze me Mrs.R...I'm unspeakably grateful for knowing you ;)

[Frieda P]

Shucks Benji, you're making me blush hon! Wow, I'm framing this review, thanks, I'm muchly grateful for you too ;-) xo

[kublakhan27]

I speak from the heart at all times as you know ;) xo

[Frieda P]

I know, you don't have to tell me that one...x

[kublakhan27]

;)

[Frieda P]

:-P

[kublakhan27]

...but I did anyway :P

[Rita L. Sev]

A truly accurate description, I fear - the Sun would indeed shade its eyes in despair at such a catastrophic event. Wonderful use of personification and such sad images. The title alone is morbid... excellent piece.

[Frieda P]

Yes it is a morbid thought, but a real fear I think, thanks for your thoughts here Rita.