braille to the touch...

braille to the touch...

A Poem by Frieda P
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Love is blind

"
You wrote in Braille upon my heart
  tattoo'd  black etchings darkly lit
echoes of what was once impressionist art
     vanquish'd with a glance of thy sword
words not decipherable in the name of love
  inscribed delectation's sans an endorse'd mark
vintage designs deleted of scroll'd scriptures expression
   signature'd confessions bestowed within crimson's pen  
hush'd in unsettling breathless interpretations,
     blindly I followed til you resonate'd in barely touch 

© 2014 Frieda P


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Frieda P


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You wrote in Braille upon my heart
tattoo'd black etchings darkly lit
echoes of what was once impressionist art
vanquish'd with a glance of thy sword
words not decipherable in the name of love
inscribed delectation's sans an endorse'd mark

Tremendous loss and art in these words.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much for your kind words Pryde.



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They way the name of the lover is inscribed on your heart specially since the true love happens to be blind, no other scripture but Braille can describe it. Loved your imaginary as I always do .
Please keep coming with more.. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Avinash, I"ll see what I can do. ;-)
Often Frieda even when we can see, it takes touch to know what is real.. the touch of words can deceive until you feel the touch of a kiss to know for sure... I too was moved by your opening line, cause I think that it is only through touching someone's heart in ink or in Braille, that real love, hell even real friendship can be seen and shared... I guess even with all our moderninity, it still comes down to touch... and done mutually, together... yes, I found sadness here, but smilled cause it takes a wonderful poet to see impressionist art, and no wayward sword can change that ... ~~redzone

Posted 10 Years Ago


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redzone

10 Years Ago

sign your name across my heart, I want you to be my baby... an 80s song. forget the singer, but tho.. read more
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

I don't recall that one, who did it, and you can already sign'd your name across my heart ;-)
redzone

10 Years Ago

will look it up and let you know send the link..
You wrote in Braille upon my heart...

And with that stunning image, you invite the reader to think about love's blindness in a whole new way...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Grazie mille Rita, always good to hear your thoughts.
The theme of this wonderful piece just blew me away. I like how you carry the touch of words through this even if it is a bit lonely it stills fills my imagination with thoughts. You my friend always bring your best to us and I could not be a happier recipient.

Once more I am amazed.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks Jack, someone inspired this poem through their 'blind' words, glad you enjoyed it.
"You wrote in Braille upon my heart
tattoo'd black etchings darkly lit
echoes of what was once impressionist art
vanquish'd with a glance of thy sword"

Heartfelt piece dear friend.


Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Praveeta.
Praveeta

10 Years Ago

You are welcome.
hush'd in unsettling breathless interpretations,
blindly I followed til you resonate'd in barely touch

...your words captured the affair so well, Frieda! Always a pleasure...

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks Kelly, good to see you back at the cafe again....
Kelly Scheppers

10 Years Ago

Being with friends once again is much like drinking that first cup of coffee in the morning...so goo.. read more
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Oh that first cuppa is always the best! :-)
Love is blind for sure, and there are many ways we can be unfaithful to each other. As always, a beautiful write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks KL
Nicely done...
But you always do...

Scott

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Scott Metro

10 Years Ago

yes...someone said my rose was wilting..Hope the were talking about the avatar...LOL
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Haha so that's why you're hiding? ;-P
Scott Metro

10 Years Ago

LOL....you.....
A soft and heartfelt poem Frieda.

:) Julie

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Julie :-)
This is the world we live in and these are the hands we're given.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Not sure what that means Mark, like the hand we were dealt?

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