Quietude's repose...‏

Raining upon my soul's salvation

    spirited winds breaking their levy

agonizing reign of quietude's repose

    whirling typhoons of despair

upheavals of dither's agitation

    fluster'd turbulence plays havoc

      flooded of overflow's emotions, 

mind in a free fall fracas

    blustering temperatures rearrange

            atmosphere's pressure under 

  braggadocio's storm siege      tease

    mood's gauge bent of salvag'd tranquility

Author's Note

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

Quietude is not always what we hope it to be. It is in the quiet moments that our minds, not otherwise occupied, are as you say:

fluster'd turbulence plays havoc
flooded of overflow's emotions,
mind in a free fall fracas

There is no winning for losing I think.

[Frieda P]

You said a mouthful there Anne, thanks so much for your thoughts.

[Shaquana Adams]

mood's gauge bent of salvag'd tranquility

Love this line. I have definitely felt this. Very nice poem Frieda! :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Shaquana.

[Ruth]

"Beast of a burden" ...smiles...

After the chaos and whirlpool, then what? The lull after the storm perhaps and not before...potently so ♥

[Frieda P]

One can only hope Poppy...grazie mille! You're looking a little jaundice hon, you need some sun. ;-) xo

[Ruth]

lol Yeah, was my "glow" - maybe I need sun, bugger that ...I need sun! lol xoxo

[Frieda P]

Ha if you're glowing that much, maybe you flew too close to the sun then. haha

[Frieda P]

Or you have a secret to share girlfriend lol

[Ruth]

lol Nope....got tired and fluttered back to earth ;) ♥

[Coyote Poetry]

"mind in a free fall fracas
blustering temperatures rearrange"
The poem is amazing. The use of the language made me read the poem again. The above lines I like a lot. I'm re-reading Dante's inferno now. I like the a writer can weave words leading the reader to good places. You did in this poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much for your kind words Coyote.

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Oh this is what I have been going through for so many months..."mood's gauge bent of salvag'd tranquility"...what a line!

[Frieda P]

Ah so I"m not the only one, good to know, thanks so much!

[redzone]

Shuuuuuuush, I'm resting Frieda redzone needs quietude... too many typhoons and flooded overflows and then those flustered turbulences.. with all this how can a redzone take his nap??? ;-o. ;0) Frieda you know I love you, your poetry, your creative even if tormented heart.. wait do I hear the sounds of Belize calling, hello, why yes Frieda is right here wanna talk to her (she needs some tranquility soon) yo Frieda call for you... ~~red(gointotakehisnap)zone

[Frieda P]

I know...ha i need a nap too my friend. If you hear Belize you better not leave me here in joisey! Thanks so much curt.

[redzone]

Never Frieda, Never!! But unfortunately the call was for you. So unless you want me to come with it will be me staying home... :-( but I would understand...

[justjenn_2u]

The symbolism between the earth's majesty and the human emotion is well worded in this piece. The closing line is my favorite: mood's gauge bent of salvag'd tranquility
In this line, the reader can interpret so much. I interpret this line as the poet still prevailing through the confusion often present in this world. I enjoyed this poem. Write on.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much jenn, glad you enjoyed.

[Jack...]

Well what can I say about this wonderful gem that I have not said before? Well one things for sure, flustered turbulence is a beautiful way to put it and even though I know this piece is filled with swirling angst...it swirls so beautifully before my eyes. My sweet friend you are a treasure indeed...amazing.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Jack, muchly appreciated.

[B-poet]

There's so many twists and turns within this piece that I have to applaud you for your range of written suspense here. Great work Frieda. An unique & exciting read for sure. :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Bpoet, nice to see you again. ;-)

[Einstein Noodle]

have to read and read again ... and come back tomorrow with a new mind :) would the levy of restraint contain my perilous winds and hold steady ??? mostly not i think ... only the saint or two .. :)
i have to go to book and crook on the last four lines ... makes me think of Al Gore the Braggadocio ... his brain a
"mind in a free fall fracas
blustering temperatures rearrange
atmosphere's pressure..."
ahahahaha ... sure i am missing the mark there but could not help myself ...
E.

[Frieda P]

Ermahgerd, Al Gore! Ha, that made me actually larf out loud, you saying he's a blowhard windbag?! haha...

[Einstein Noodle]

yes... i think i am :)))) love and peace Frieda girl
E.

[Frieda P]

Still laughing that my poem would bring Al to mind....too funny. Peace out pal. ;-) x

[Anand Sehgal]

Raining upon my soul's salvation
spirited winds breaking their levy
agonizing reign of quietude's repose
whirling typhoons of despair

you changed the season in four lines. Loved it :)
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[Frieda P]

Thanks so much for your kind words Anand! :-)