I dreamt...

I dreamt...

A Poem by Frieda P

I dreamt you
        were crying
    upon my face,
                    tears slid gingerly
         down my cheeks
      streaked in poppy's 
                 scarlet blood
                  etch'd a trail 
            borne of thunderous fire
            in defiled lies 
                      mine own eyes
            recognized cause-effect
                        thirst'd in the
 name of the father
                          of holy ghost's 
     spiritless guise  
                               took its toll 
upon
 your gypsy soul 
                                  as  you leapt to 
              darkly unfathomable heights
                







 

© 2014 Frieda P


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Frieda P

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I don't know why this poem seems to take me somewhere dark and then I looked down and saw the image which made me feel like I was going in the right direction. (This is what I mean Frieda about the images surrounding your poetry. Is this also photo bucket?). This sounds like to me someone bearing the guilt of something. Enjoyed the shadowy depictions this piece creates.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Frieda P

9 Years Ago

Major guilt, I think it goes with the territory when you lose someone to suicide, thanks for your th.. read more
Shirlena

9 Years Ago

I have heard that is one of the emotions that one deals with Frieda (I'm sorry).



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This poem filled with crimson tears wrenches my very soul. I hear your words in the dark. There is no look before the leap and still we hope for the currents to carry them.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I pictured it all, the way a girl begged for a savior and cried tears of blood, slowly falling apart in front of you before her wandering and lost soul went on to leap onto dark, unfathomable heights: heights that seem high only for her and to no one else, an end, perhaps.
You paint this so poignantly, well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I am speechless and I can only feel this poem, my words are not good enough to do justice to beautiful and poignant emotions fired by your poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


That was really amazing..well done

Posted 10 Years Ago


Strong words and statements in the poem. I felt the struggle in the words. The poem made me wish to read and know more. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


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beautifully written sad yet amazing

Posted 10 Years Ago


beautifully scripted.... nice work....

Posted 10 Years Ago


OMG, so beautifully written Frieda.

Kaze~

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sometimes we just have to let the dam break…...

Posted 10 Years Ago


the concept is brilliant yet so sad, the dream of someone's tears on your face portrays how close you were to that someone, and ''the holy ghost's spiritless guise'', great piece frieda....paddy..

Posted 10 Years Ago



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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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