Acid Reign

Standing in the acidic reign again

   teeming of fluid rancor'd vibrations

canvas of tears painted tremor's pulse

    flames of despair sans safety umbrella

enveloping skin's powerless soak'd wounds

   drowning in mist'd discoloration's deterioration 

 astringent air causes a back-draft to singe, 

         the slanted horizons blanch a menacing face,

disfiguring outgoing scenic routes glitch'd 

     sands of time pile on storm's outer ledge

waging war upon thine own self untrue

    genetically alter'd weather patterns amok

dousing hope of hourglass's protective view

    dissolving soul in shine's darkly evaporation 

Author's Note

Reviews

[s y e]

Holy cow, mama F - This is such a powerful poem... I am totally speechless and think I am on my way to New Jersey right now, you blew me away.

// flames of despair sans safety umbrella
enveloping skin's powerless soak'd wounds
drowning in mist'd discoloration's deterioration
astringent air causes a back-draft to singe, //

Wow, can you actually get anymore powerful than this right here? I adore this piece!

Flip flops & all that jazz! xo

[Frieda P]

Hmm, not sure those flip flops will hold up in this acid rain storm, better put on your Wellies for this one peanut, grazie mille!

[s y e]

Hunter Wellies then? ;-)

[RichGee]

Wow! Wow once more and again! This is powerful, emotional and sorrowful....
Reading your bio I can see where your coming from...you are inspiring.

[Frieda P]

Ahh, thanks so much...yeah I guess some people don't get it if they haven't done so....appreciate your kind words Rich.

[kublakhan27]

Ah I didn't have it in me to keep you waiting Mrs.R ;P It's been pointed out that my piece had a bit of tongue-in-cheek-ness to it, but there is no humour to be found here. The title pun sets the table perfectly...I knew I was in for something intense and emotional, and as always, you didn't disappoint. Of course there are mixed feelings in the sense that I know where this one came from, but nobody turns confessional works into gleaming poetic art with the effectiveness that you do. Another tradition that stems from your writing is me never being able to cite particular parts for praise. Compared to my own stuff, which is often broken into short sections, your voice has a lava flow to it. Every poem you pen is a true journey, AND a destination...and you're always welcome to my umbrella-ella-ella...sorry, I couldn't resist ;) xo

[Frieda P]

Awh you're too sweet Benji...who knew you were a Rihanna fan, that made me smile though, Baby 'cause in the dark you can't see shiny cars ha....but I digress, your reviews always put a huge smile on my face and in my heart sweet boy, you know how I love to read your thoughts. ;-) Grazie mille xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha Well I wouldn't call myself a fan but she's catchy sometimes...you're catchy too ;P You're quite sweet yourself my dear friend...it means a lot to me to know I can make you smile :) xo

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i had the same reaction exactly, as noodle...


Holy Cow!

the sorrow just leaps from this piece and slaps us in the face...metaphorically about every possible pelting of rain..menacing horizons that say it won't get better...and hope completely doused.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much jacob, coming from a poet who's words I adore makes my heart happy indeed.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Powerful piece, Frieda. I truly am awestruck by the endurance of your pen. The city of your mind never sleeps.

[Frieda P]

Ha all that pollution keeps me up at night..thanks so much Travis, you humble me my friend.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

That's some brilliant pollution! ;)

[Frieda P]

Ha I don't pay you enough, the check is in the mail. ;-)

[redzone]

Fiona got it wrong Frieda, empathy is not the same as sympathy or pity, it is more the way someone can hold your hand by just being there... not asking how you feel, but knowing that you are capable of becoming stronger, not by saying it, but by showing it simply by treating you as an equal and as a human being... and sometimes this is more of a "fix" than someone trying to "fix you".. you describe this pain perfectly with this: " enveloping skin's powerless soak'd wounds
drowning in mist'd discoloration's deterioration
astringent air causes a back-draft to singe," it often is like this, just when it seems better, "back draft" singes you yet again, sometimes Frieda, empathy means the simple act of bring you a hot cup of hot chocolate with marshmellow on top on a cold wintery and snowy night... ..

Frieda, you really do know how to bring out the feeling in us... beautiful.. and thanks.. ~~redzone

[Frieda P]

What? Fiona never gets it wrong, must be moi! Thanks so much for your kind thoughts my sweet friend, I always look forward to reading your words, muchly appreciated curt. x

[redzone]

Nope not you Frieda, Fiona .. I love her music by the way .. my reading of her words in the song you embedded in my opinion, confused the difference between empathy and sympathy /pity .. maybe its me Frieda that has it wrong .. it is a rare occasion, but I do sometimes .. ;0)

Now don't go getting all buggy on me, I said rarel. ;-p. xxxooo

[Frieda P]

Ha, you seem to forget I'm from joisey, you really wanna go there big boy? ;-P

[redzone]

Aaaah Frieda it would be impossible to forget everything about you .. even the joisey girl mojo .. perhaps you forgot I am THE redzone ..HA.!!!

[Frieda P]

Ahhh you New Yawkers have gone soft fluff lately....lots of hot air coming from that red zone....ha ;-P

[redzone]

redzone, trying hard not to smile at my sweet, sassy and all joisey girlly .. Frieda. I can do fluff if you want but I would rather just be me ... I know but you would like me .. ;-p

[?????????????????????..]

Powerful. The title was very tempting and the content absolutely delivered what the title promised. I think I'm getting a sense of your style and it's very interesting! Another wonderful poem.

[Frieda P]

Thanks again Nathaniel, not sure I have a 'style' actually, I go wherever the wind blows me.....much appreciate your thoughts here.

[BlackRose]

Fabulous. Pure goodness tained in acid of this dark piece.

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille BlackRose.

[redflutterby]

Like acid it erodes and scars our souls without mercy. There appears to be no shelter...no armor with which to guard against the onslaught. It is merciless...

This pierced my heart hun...x

[Frieda P]

My heart feels pierce'd Red, thanks so much my friend. xo

[redflutterby]

Sigh....I'm sure it does hun...xo

[icelandicblue]

Acid reigns too often in this world while the rest of us burn beneath its lashing

sands of time pile on storm's outer ledge
waging war upon thine own self untrue

while ruining everything good, pure and honest in our world.

[Frieda P]

'Beneath it's lashing', so true, love that line, why didn't I think of that?! Thanks Anne....

[icelandicblue]

Because you think of everything else!

[Frieda P]

HA how I wish!!! ;-P