Darting Betrayal

Darting 'tween raindrops

to rid the abrasive tears

   blindly seeking resolution

in braille's austere posture

desert wastelands slay'd

     my intuition's austerity  

couldn't see through the fog

   to an ambivalent heart

my voice stifled in stippling words

rasping in ambiguous thunder, 

nothing could dislodge indignation's

 voice'd rant of inauthentic regret, 

 started out a tempered debate,

 ending in loathsome hate ...

 a sinister cloud formation

paid no mind to your snide smile

within your blustery glare, 

 no breath in this disfigur'd swallow

      placed your verbal sword

          upon my chest          carv'd

    discontentment upon my breast

   hell to pay in this raucous quest

lost my way, at storm front's door 

only the pouring reigns landing

 in a dry eye'd resignation,  

     could ease the pain to   

         make sense of this betrayal

Author's Note

Reviews

[Jack...]

Betrayal can come from many places, friends, family or a special loved one, but no matter where it originates it always manages to dislodge the heart causing it to crack. In some cases a little love seeps out, some cases a lot and in some cases all of it. My dear Frieda, your beautiful poem today speaks loudly to me. Your words send a message from deep within your heart and it is heard.

You construct monuments to your thoughts with poetry. You chisel out every tiny facet with your artisan's talent and thrill me every time I visit your world. Bravo!!!!

[Frieda P]

Indeed it can, you always manage to put a positive spin on it though, I suppose it's human nature and we all experience betrayal at one time or another, thanks muchly Jack!

[athena]

Through your poetry i see a heart that is rich with sublime beauty. I am really touched

[Relic]

I liked it when you said breast. ahahaha. Just kidding. I've always liked your style but I must admit I'm not into the big flowery words one after the other being I'm (in your words) crazy. :o but I do understand betrayal and its fallout. It's never fun to have to go through it when you've probably done nothing wrong. People suck sometimes.

[Frieda P]

First off, a resounding yes, you're crazy and like a little boy, breast still does it to ya eh? hah ;-) You read flowery words, I'm not sure which you mean Relic, I was hoping they'd be more stabbing, not scented...and I so agree, many times they do.

[Relic]

I'm thinking about your previous poems as well, not just this poem. Sami likes the style too.

[Frieda P]

Oh I have to use my dictionary for some of his words too, not sure any of these were that obscure...just saying. I happen to like it when I learn a new word.....

[Relic]

Wanna make out. ha

[Frieda P]

Hahaha you're sick dude. ;-P

[Relic]

I'm maintaining an austere posture waiting for you to hold me like a lithostraunchanella bug in stasis implemamento.

[Frieda P]

HA KISS my tush luv ;-)

[Relic]

I'll bet it's soft with entropy symmetry and undulated synchrony in stasis congligomony. :P

[Frieda P]

If I worded my poetry as such, I'd just shoot myself! BANG ...... ;-P

[Leslie Philibert]

Enjoy here the bleak imagery of the first lines, blindness, wastelands...

[Frieda P]

Thanks Leslie, much appreciated.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

I loved loved loved loved this poem. You are an amazing poet!

Kaze~ :-D

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Kazie! :-)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your very welcome. :-D

[Simran Kewlani]

The last four lines are amazing. This is an excellent poem.
Thank you for giving me an opportunity to read this. (:

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Simran, jazz'd you enjoyed. :-)

[Saddam]

lost my way, at storm front's door
only the pouring reigns landing
in a dry eye'd resignation,

Very cold and sensual write. Sad but a coin have both sides. Hope that will be end soon.

[Frieda P]

Indeed it does, we just need to be smart enough to figure out which is the right side, thanks Ssadd.

[Scott Metro]

Sounds very cold and lonely...
Touching.
Good one Frieda...
Scotty

[Frieda P]

Thanks Scotty.

[Scott Metro]

:)
S.........

[Michael Stevens]

Powerful words, excellent poem. I know that some of my most painful experiences make for quite a bit of writing!

[Frieda P]

Yep, that's what us poets do, thanks MS.

[Ken Simm.]

I love the words you choose here. They fit the subject so perfectly and flow along with the reader thoughts. A beautifully, if righteously angry, put together group of perfect words.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Ken, means a lot coming from you.

[A. Amos]

only the pouring reigns landing
 in a dry eye'd resignation,  
     could ease the pain to   
         made sense of this betrayal

Betrayal...God my heart is broken so many times, you touched some very old rusty strings with Killer piece:) now whole day I will spend time collecting pieces of my heart:) great work as always my beautiful friend...

[Frieda P]

Guess we've all been there a few times eh? Amazing what we put one another through isn't it? Thanks muchly my dear friend....

[A. Amos]

So true my dear and you're always welcome

[Frieda P]

Exactly why I want to be a swan, they mate for life...or they don't get caught, not sure. ha ;-)