Grinding Litany

Grinding Litany

A Poem by Frieda P
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addiction

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Walking on glass, breathing it in
cutting sighs bled of same shade's blood
cloudy veins purg'd in progenitors denial 
flying in shadow'd lit fear of fight 
stick a needle in my eye sideways
obsession's self fulfilling prophecy
heart races to halt the finish line
fragment'd monkey veins strewn about
grinding litany of guts and tombstones
twisted paradox of fixation's sweet tooth
dragg'd in the violent overtow of another
death rings a toll in it's exhaled kick
chlorine dreams on point to gutt'd hell  


© 2014 Frieda P


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This is very effective use of biting, revolting clever language. Loved..."fragment'd monkey veins strewn about" and "twisted paradox of fixation's sweet tooth" and "chlorine dreams on point to gutt'd hell ". Excellent work! I don't know how you continue to put out so much good work. I'm in awe!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kristina Moulaison

8 Years Ago

I was Misty, yes...I decided to change to my own name. :) Your personality, which is so great, just.. read more
Frieda P

8 Years Ago

You're too kind, thanks so much. I thought so, haven't seen you around in a while...always loved yo.. read more
Kristina Moulaison

8 Years Ago

Thanks...I come and go in waves. :)



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This is very effective use of biting, revolting clever language. Loved..."fragment'd monkey veins strewn about" and "twisted paradox of fixation's sweet tooth" and "chlorine dreams on point to gutt'd hell ". Excellent work! I don't know how you continue to put out so much good work. I'm in awe!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kristina Moulaison

8 Years Ago

I was Misty, yes...I decided to change to my own name. :) Your personality, which is so great, just.. read more
Frieda P

8 Years Ago

You're too kind, thanks so much. I thought so, haven't seen you around in a while...always loved yo.. read more
Kristina Moulaison

8 Years Ago

Thanks...I come and go in waves. :)
Ouch. This write brought tears to my eyes and scared the heck out of me. Such a chilling, deep, dark write that holds so much true meaning.

// stick a needle in my eye sideways
obsession's self fulfilling prophecy
heart races to halt the finish line
fragment'd monkey veins strewn about //

My heart broke in two.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Brought tears to my eyes to write it Sye, thanks so much for you kind words my sweet friend.
Wow, Frieda...I can very much sense the pain and hurt in this one. Whether it's about you or another, it doesn't matter. Though we've all had different life experiences, I can relate to having that pain deep inside that intrudes on your everyday life!

I know that it's very difficult, but at the same time, that's what makes us human and inspires our art as well. As for the poem itself, I absolutely LOVE the language and the description - that really enables the reader to feel and relate to your pain in a way that a lesser poem might not:

"Walking on glass/breathing it in" is such an intense, hurtful, and desperate image that really conveys what you (or the speaker) are going through. I also feel a lot from the lines, "fragmented monkey veins strewn about/grinding litany of guts and tombstones." Thank you for sharing your emotions, and "bleeding" your inner self for us. I hope it's therapeutic for you, and perhaps for someone else out there too!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Sadly, my son is a recovering addict, aces to the 'recovering' part, so this is never far from my mi.. read more
Eric Pudalov

8 Years Ago

You're welcome...and my thoughts and prayers are with you and your son.
This is a hard one to read so early in the day...though I already had a peek while you were writing it. Its melancholy and tragic truth settle heavy on the mind. Even if your own child has never struggled with drugs you feel that fear in your words. Because it could be anyones son or daughter. And it shakes you to the core. The thought of the child you held...loved...sang to...laughed with...falling into the grip of addiction wrenches your heart. Because we all know where that road can end...sigh





Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Sorry to ruin your morning Red, appreciate your kind words always. I think anyone with a child can o.. read more
Now this was a pain filled read first thing Monday morning. I thought I was awake but is seems I am still lingering in some sort of nightmare. Frieda, this is chilling, so much more that the weather outside the window, this is a heart shredder plain and simple. Maybe you should slice those onions a bit thinner.

Still you style stands alone, whether love, sadness, fun or fear...it is unmistakeable and always awe inspiring.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

8 Years Ago

It was a pain filled write too, wherever these thoughts intrude, the wounds bleed all over again, th.. read more

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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