who's reflection is this i see
staring back at me....
*forged in the flames of adversity
whispering ink leaking past blots
scarlet threads woven intricately
through portals of  complicity
machinations of another time and place
laced within roots of strangling tendrils
mutated pretty posies succumb to history
dancing round the fire of life's indignities

I soak you in as if a Picasso,
your masterful precision
sets my mind to artful awe
lush sweeps of brilliance as Monet
tones of Maestro's chords like Mozart,
*and a little boys heart
dress'd in Armani

You dropped my faith in the gut bucket
I thought you were to be trusted
I was sadly mistaken once again
a dependable friend is a commodity
your perfidious words slayed my credence
the testimony can be found in written word
inconceivable after what I've been through
intentions of loyalty misconstrued in your head
never fed the fire, never asked to be rescued
a fraternization in need was what was spoken
my hand in friendly alliance was not enough
crumpled trust wrecked, strewn bits pen'd on paper
i may be broken but these cracks are uniquely mine
in the meantime i nursed you whilst in desperation
should have known you were radioactive
by your past nefarious grievous verbosity
you corrupted every sentiment set forward
a bitter fire to light for public consumption
hard pill to swallow being openly ripped
aspersions cast within my treasured love of words
it was always about sheer joy of shared poetry
the lunatic in your head took a giant leap
landed in my cup of realistic doubt
bitter taste took a dive in my elixir
yet another painful lesson ingested
you drew your sniveling sword unjustly
then cowered amongst those you spewed upon
little do they know the wickedness of your ways
far be it for me to come to rescue any
who'd listen to the likes of your grotesque tongue

put your big boy pants on, you fight like a girl...
who the **** do you think you are?

...perhaps, it was a pause
     yet, it felt as though an eternity
   an explosive quiver in the moment
       sending shivers up my spine
the intensity of our
   moonlit raptur'd intentions
quiet sentiments
         adorning me in silken scarves
we danc'd upon each other's soul
   a slow and steady waltzing of the heart
our spaces filled
       of sparkling champagne kisses
            & burgundy night's ardor'd desires
impulses of two connected
      whimsy'd forbidden forces
  spirited play of lovers vaulted us
            to another essence of time
those were the days of seductive
               surrender'd secret interludes
   mirror'd in unearthing of abandon'd
                      affection's sentiments
  we breathe in our darkly promis'd persuasion
                     til the judgement day call'd

We take on the blame, we inherit the shame
wallowing in the aftermath of an apocalypse
proportions to take down the most resilient warrior
we fight to the death our right to a voice
trust is crushed beyond reparation
truth is heard in the distant by some
stark realities knock in darkness and light
sleep filled with the incoherent disgraces
seeped into the soul's consciousness'
assaulting all reason and sanity
sanctioned for self destruction
the shame that follows engulfs
innocence admonishes all evil
still stuck in the turmoil of self hatred
unjustly bestowed on the naive guiltless
shame's name branded on the psyche
slammed by the brick wall of inertia
sabotaged lives go astray and unfold
the real shame of it all is not ours to own
yet, life no longer flows naturally..............

I paused longingly
    in your haunting metaphors
in phases of moonglow's perceptions
under enticing whispers of glint'd skies,
          a calm filled of scorch'd shudders
   & twilight's blossomed delusions
       under the influence of divine cravings,
                 breaths of magnolia's sighs
   uttered in shades of nightfall,
         dreams aspiring of
               scented reminisces  
                                  to soar once more

In dark amber twilight recesses
     folded over and safely tuck'd
memories mull like sweet dandelion's tangy wine
          of burgundy'd evenings bliss
    spice of nectar'd afternoons
            morning's satiated stares
I beckon these recollections
    on tempestuous rainy days raging such as this,
        reminiscing when we danc'd 'tween raindrops

stuck on a hook....
cobalt metal monkeys cling
in reeling creative circus chaos
like dripping molten ash
ache from the fallout
you exhale darkly riddled pain
i inhale smoky denial
lives lit on fire
spun in gray matter
disjointed cold sober allegories
falling from a desolate sky
craving kicks inclination
embers hitting pay dirt's
fix'd enslavement
stuck on a hook
self destruction’s behavior
bent on indifference’s
obsessive sweet tooth
jonesing for a speeding bullet  
an injurious habit's alibi
shot through the eye
at the scene of the crime
more than one fatality suspect
poppy blooms wither'd
sacrificed in crimson's desire
whilst laid out in entomb'd
conviction's escaped act of faith

You tripped over my exhale
I plummeted into your anxiety
my tongue was twisted in your head
as I breathe in your vibe of misfit disparity
surrender deafen'd my equilibrium
in your attempt to polish our symmetry
checks & balances fell like insufficient collateral
wound up in a flaming well of a dried wicked asylum
inky promises that were deferred as charged
negotiations postponed without further adieu
locked and vault'd as another lunaticism lesson learned

Logic, never etch'd within love
broken galaxies bent with regrets
star clusters came unglued under pressure
reasoning bit the dust'd path

comet tails exceed the limit
delusional constellations play with fate
staring up becomes looking down
on night path footprints’ maze  

heart's exploded into fragment'd cinders
hanging onto darkly serendipitous uncertainties
waiting for crystal azure skies to sheen upon
twists of destiny's dismal glitz again

still fractur’d moonbeams
broke rank in obsolete formations
collecting emotion’d confessions
draped by black velvet sighs

wishing upon radiant eventide
whilst dancin' amidst twilight's glimmers
waves crashing sympathies last grasp
that dusky nightfall brings us sunrises

once eclips’d by passion’s shade
looking directly upon its hidden glow
wind’d breaths of amber blushing
sing sweet lullabies to morning’s harmony

You wrote in Braille upon my heart
  tattoo'd  black etchings darkly lit
echoes of what was once impressionist art
     vanquish'd with a glance of thy sword
words not decipherable in the name of love
  inscribed delectation's sans an endorse'd mark
vintage designs deleted of scroll'd scriptures expression
   signature'd confessions bestowed within crimson's pen  
hush'd in unsettling breathless interpretations,
     blindly I followed til you resonate'd in barely touch

Knee deep in words and nothing to wear
my mind's closeted vault is overrun,
I donn'd a few petty metaphors but they had tears
a simile wrapped around my neck made me choke
wing tip'd  stiletto nouns on my painted toes
and proper paisley poesy adjectives in my hair,
still not ready to go out on the cafe
if I only knew where I left that ****'d silken sonnet
     sigh  oh brother, another night in naked poetry...

As does the phoenix exalt from the embers,
agony scorches the ashen'd memories
far above it all lies deliberation's beauty
disciple'd of a higher power's calm
guardian of my life's golden moments
swept up in the tides of angel's echoes
tears stain crimson's forgiven skin
aching days linger eternally remiss,
eye's vague flashes could not comprise fatality
gracious generosity of mocking clouds fill
soaring above a blustering tempest's nest
rancid squalls uprooted a tumultuous upheaval
candlelight's flickering flame keeps me unearthed,
breathless, waiting on beauty from pain...

you, my insidious temptation
the lover that taunts me
seduces me to acquiescence
my haunting addiction
you, wrap around my senses
absolute cunning & Machiavellian grace
annulled my comprehension
drained my rational mind
took me on your flight of fancy
careless beast of burden
you burn so smoothly, pounce so quickly
knocked my perception off kilter
still, i take you in slowly              methodically
till every inch of you inside me bursts into flames
                                             takes my breath away
fire lingers  flagrantly brazen
warning my head, warming my *****
I tremble in the delectation of your touch
sigh deeply,              as I plead for surrender
you flip me over again in a rush
my head dizzy from the pleasure*


two ***** ***** martinis are more than
                      I can handle as I fade into you

For Lee...

*Destiny take note
when the time is right
this wayward soul is ready,
fly me unto the dusky stars
a butterfly's flight to ascend above lofty clouds
sterling sapphire glow and apricot wishes
i'll meet you on the other side
to continue on into another dimension
a serendipitous blessing on high
let our wings flutter together once again

Deep in the soul,
  where butterflies harbor grief
straight from the heart hence poppies cry
   lies the spirit of all those loved.    lost
broken wings of decayed flowers
   ashes to dust within the mind's spirit

Tears flow through the abysmal depths
    drowning amidst sorrow of yesterdays
where the grass remained splendor
   and the uncaged birds still sang
reminiscing  clear waters of recollection
    in the equinox of dark moons
stirs the discontent of seasons change
     after the ice of winter thaws
         there will always be warmth

In this whirling disarray of thoughts
   wind sweeps the dying leaves away
when autumn's tears are lifted
    from their murky depths, reborn    
to play amongst the new day's sigh
   we never forget the fluttering of loss
we grant their wings to vibrancy yet again
   deep from within a sacred place,
          where reverie's paradise rekindles
              and butterflies never die...

Celestial splendor made of sugar'd specks,
like pin dots of eternity's sweet nectar
floating amongst the tangerine skies of obscurity
nestled 'tween reality and universe's hunger
quenching the thirst of all mankind's promises
dancing on fanciful moonbeams of nighttime's bliss
countless dust particles enhancing the mystery

When you wish upon a star,
do you ever wonder who they are?

Drink your Hemlock down
    as you've doled your poison out tenfold
choke on your own ignorant arrogance
     and grandiose excuse for self worth
your filthy lies caught up with you before Heaven's gate
    Angels snagged your ***** *** before it was too late
now burn in Hell you lecherous, hostile ingrate*

CHEERS

A hollow stippling of a soul in the breeze
    hiding in the bushes of perilous vexing
there are days when the wind howls
    whispers darkly  at the ominous night
feel the chill that passes through
           dances coolly on pressed eyelids
                   floats tepid beyond the senses
             know it's the emptiness that comes
        right before realities' disenchantment

Do you hear the snow,
did you feel the leaves twirling
sitting with a cuppa hot sensory perception
    stirred by the wonderment of awe
sugar coatings in smoky essence of phantasm
   spirit visions looming on the horizon
waiting to be plucked and invoked
   playful muse dances within diffus'd vapors
catching the light of morning air
    breathe in the crispness of anticipation
length & breadth of manifestations,
     natures' spun revelations
   spoken through inky passages
   breaking of bread to be shared,
    partake each slice and evoke humanity

Apprehension, tucked in heart's intuition
    love grows old and insignificant
      once upon a time there
          was felicitous anticipation

This plight haunts my memory's spirit
   captured within guilt's sunlight
    windows upon my soul,
         now darkly tinged contemplation

Pensive thoughts rain hit or miss through
                   a frosted window pain
         sad cricket sounds remind me of an old rhythm
              when  poetry still rhymed ~

Winds blow by, arresting breath
    as growing older fades star's night
      wise man once told me, believe in
           the angels of your own fateful heart

We used to dance in well versed harmony
         bluebirds never sang of stormy endings
              and there was no such thing
                       as 'once upon a' in time

" COLLABORATION Jack & Frieda "

A hush does wake this early dawn
in whispers formed on breathless dreams
Sunrise of horizon’s glow
through flowing curtains on opaque glass

I sense in the distance, a tingling  
the air crisp with Fall's spinning
a tangible scent of warmth is mulling
like hot cider's comfort beside a fire

Crimson and ochre paint the valley
in a tapestry of nature’s desire,
gently woven in patterns of bliss,
collecting thoughts in blue tinted jars    

Memories of far away encounters
as if captive in snow globes embraces
Topsy-turvy recollections and reminisces
painted in hues of yesterday's resolve

Secured neatly with plaid and gingham ribbon,
set upon the sill amidst cranberry ornaments
Reflecting past love and new day wishes,
scented by a heart longing for autumn’s sweet kiss

*A gentle sway of a zephyr sweeps my hair
I'm reminded of your touch at the nape of my neck
a season of whirling calyx in sweet surrender
I sigh in this moment, for I wish you were still here

Steamy ink boiled over
the kettle of opportunistic metaphors
poison'd doses in gray's gangrene slur,
don't attempt to sleep in my mouth
like a w*e in head, the sword in bed
taboo artistes in monotonic ambivalent jaws
clamping down without remorse
chomp'd away at an asunder analogy
****'d in my jeans and expect'd to get fed
spit it out on the polar opposite cafe floor
unicorns dwellings of butter'd blessings
broken bread & barely berry wine of Monet's encores
bite the ear that fed you preaching van Gogh
perhaps they'll listen for insanity to be set free
confining rules taught us naught to stutter
pay your monopoly dues in bleakest sermons
pass the bucket of superiority's conquests
bled of analgesic ego's epic divided faction's fiction
don't forget to wipe your shadow on the way out

I fell for you like amber raindrops
burnished by the sun's satiation,
golden in my heart you will remain
our love story as sinister storm clouds,
turning sapphire skies to bleak trickles
sank in drowning pools of our own undoing
  baubles of lust dissipated on the horizon
     yet I still swim in you on dismal days*...




© 2013 Frieda P

prancing about on your
illustrious painted  words
  finely tuned elusive emotions
      that leap from the heart
my soul immersed in fine
   pomegranate wine's
     effervescence,    glissading  
        upon silken grassy gradients
             of yesteryear's intentions
  romancing the spirit's
       rhythm'd inclinations
     within this enchantment
         of poetic's movements tempo
inhaling vapor'd affinity of
   ecstasy's diaphanous illusions  
       bumble'd upon convictions
             confection'd sensibilities
   floating on celestial air's divine
             wafting impulses
    ecstatically dying a little death
          with each fine tuned melody
    dancing in the cadence of *****
             nectar'd blissful notes
                  of poesy's mesmerizing etchings
                              upon a soulful caress

Fallen under a darkly cast spell
eerie spectral vibrations in my bones
music compos'd upon churchly organs
rushing shivers up my uncompromising spine,
demons playing charades on blacken'd keys
heart bleeds a dull beryl hue of expir'd crimson
mind whirling in gray'd remuneration tunes  
dance tracks takes fight without raven's hindsight
commission'd by devil's own apathetic self

Where is love laid to rest
when it takes that last breath

are there markers at a grave-site
or does it purely burn out
much like ashes of cremation
no bejeweled urn to possess

terminated last rites,

sacrificed primordial
spiritual strength for recovery

~Rest in Peace~

if you've faith enough
  to say 'AMEN'

1...2...3...4
'Cinderella, dressed in yella,
went upstairs to kiss her fella
By mistake she kissed a snake,
How many doctors did it take?'

*1...2...3...4...
skipping rope with girlish delight
realizations of real life burdens out of tune
how many snakes does it really take
to chuff that wonderment of childhood

double dutch that innocence right out of her
does it burn yet, round and round and up and down
she stares out the window with her eyes closed
dreams of Cinderella and Prince Charming's cloudy
he went downstairs to kiss her spoon
that jumped over the moon, jack fell down
and broke her crown if only she were Alice,
what could she do?
tell the Mad Hatter to make him act
like a 'real daddy',
bounce her on his knee,instead of
this thing he calls 'special kind of love'
as he rolled her over,
she prayed to god above

There was silence that echoed in her chaste ears
except when he said you better do this right
she obliged cause she knew if she did not obey
there'd be even more evil coming to play

All the King's horses and all the king's men
couldn't put her back together again 1....2....3....4......

Cinderella,
dressed in yella
went downstairs to meet a fella
on the way her knickers busted
how many people were disgusted?

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8...

You flipped my switch
    took me for a ride
words were a nectar'd bite
     in the same sigh
wrote me a love song
    slipped into me
set my wistful desires ablaze
  fiery words lit with rapture
        tickled my inner thigh
foreplay of sweet nothings
  titillated my spirit's senses  
write on my skin and set me free

Sign your name in ecstasy's reverie
my body shudders *******,
when you lay my soul a'fire
deeply etched utterances
   slivered from your mighty sword

Lanced hearts with sharpen'd derisive swords
praise in quest of soul with fortress'd intensity
humanity's depths of breaths & declination
flippant whirl around fury's surge
dance'd with indignity around posies
knelt before the gods in reverence
vivacious adoration of nature's beauty
languid solemnness dip'd in gravitas
bruised butterfly wings, birthing conception
satiated desires within abstract'd notions
language combined within torrents of gusto
floating on gale winds and simplex'd zephyrs
artful appreciation prais'd in kind
communion encompassing a state of being,
complexities of a poet's psyche*

~Amen

Some days, most days
i could do without my head
cut it off before i drown
suffocation is a slow way to go
living in the vast oceans of what has pass'd
         wars fought, battles lost
         the history that once was
written out, Morse code in my mind
    thunderous sounds of sinking ships
dots & dashes deafening, it never ceases to exist
.... . .-.. .--. help, sinking fast
   i'll show you the frost that killed the posies
  it remains intact like the iceberg that sank the titanic
    it drips enough to drown the opposing stroke'rs
      spaces between the echoes of a soul saved
        breathless, pleading for air before the third time
          waiting patiently for my three dots & a dash...

The day the poetry died
there were no blue jays overhead
no meadows of swaying wildflowers
not a love note to be sung
nary a sigh in nectar'd wings flight
sad lyrics left its indelible indifference mark
melody of life's sweet arias gone tone deaf
dances on sunset's horizons sank darkly
moonlit kisses just a distant memory
the brass ring of life tarnished
that day you said good-bye~

the day the poetry died...

Where did it all go, that 'true love' intention
   caught up in the flames of fiery impulsion
you ride me like a stallion into oblivion
   then flip me over and tease relentlessly

I unfolded in your heat scorching touch
prayed you'd linger deep in me for a moment
your evil ways were never satiated
  wanted my tears within the luster
tore a hole in my heart then ran with it
   wanted me to worship at your feet
although that was not enough
    those nights in white satin sheets
had to be ruled by your bloodlust

You broke apart my insides,   devour'd
    me like an animalistic charlatan
back to black once again for satisfaction
   drained my heart till there was barely breath
******* the air from vital emotions
'came into my life so tenderly'
then maimed me with your mighty sword
   deep inside my psyche, you hurt me so bad

You don't need me, just want surrender
like a bitter coffee addiction, I drink you in
helplessly falling under your wanton spell
I run from you but I can't hide
           from how you unfurl my senses
that flaming yearning is all that remains
  it hurts so good, yet, it hurts so madly bad
still you left your mark on me for eternity

I beg of you taint me once again till you've had your fill
I'll die within the confines of this sweet heavenly misery

Etch upon my soul with resplendent golden ribbons
so that my heart will beat within the rhythm of your rhyme
write me sonnets of splendor and ephifanies of poetry
pen emotion's bliss in pomegranete's evocative style
I feel the earth move within the whispers of the wind
force gales or zephr's take flight upon the senses
indescibably delicious taste of another's rapture

"Thou art mine distant moon
Influencing the tides of mine soul
Illuminating fragile words of grief
That grieve in longing of thee, o' distant moon"

I stand in the light of rays that dwell in the present
swoon me to another time and place of peaceful serenity
your words written on my skin mark its stance in perpetuity
I shall dance endlessly in the lavish brilliance of your grandeur

She's like butterflies in the snow
ethereal beauty hidden in flurries
she peeks out at the view
always too meek to flutter
in her soul she's a wanton woman
alas, someone took her purity
a blizzard that never passed
she keeps safely under wraps
hoping one day...just hoping

drowning in emotions of deceit & despair
  you waded in taking chance we'd go under
       held my head til tiny bubbles appeared
i swallowed heart not to feel the pain
   rushing  inhales made it hard to see
    through the dizzying whirlpool of  twisted lies
          your guilt burnt my fused eyelids
i dove in the deep end of abstract remission
   only to drown in your ***** transgressions
         truth surfaced to find a lifeless repose
            repast held without honor of mourning
there was no burial, no flowers, not a tear shed
        just an empty casket that encased your heart

untimely teeming downpours,
     my tears slid down your cheeks
as your heart bled unto my soul
    without concessions revelation's pulse,
alas, beating eyes speak in disclosure
    proclamations etch'd in blood
envelop'd the yielding surface skin
    strapped to a behindhand'd watch
that read a confession of surrender
   at quarter past indignity and
half past sinful indulgences
   rollback was warranted
but time had earlier run out
   faith expired on the second hand
dance end'd when the music laps'd
     love died an untimely death

*...whilst the band play'd burning violins

Crippled teardrops ache
relief drips crimson pools
fragile heartfelt moments
buried deep within damage
misery rages in aged flames
afraid to breathe in fire,
scars affect hourglass time
dying in the anesthesia
cuts deep to the bone
annihilating freedom's tomb
killer instincts in sorted rush
bitter taste upon the soul
cold truths' pithless shivers
strangers bared in rhyme
blood cours'd through cursed veins
crushed 'tween hung tooth'd denial

...and there you submerged yourself
       a warm bubble'd spot in my heart
against all storm warnings and precautions,
you fancied a challenge or crazy I suppose
this chambered heart is made of titanium
shot down, where once emotion pump'd
running rivers rage of icy futile frigid waters

I'll be the first to admit, still waters run deep
and this placid exterior hides a passionate undertow
although once the levy was broken,
            it took all warmblooded survivors

yet, still you linger without a preserver in sight...

perhaps, there's more to this element,

       the nature of drowning's decent

                     gingerly takes another breath

Lust's sweet intentions
   caught up in fiery impulses
riding upon wild horses' dreams,
   relentless cravings of the soul

Unfurling in the touch of scorching heat
   desiring licentious will is never ending
satiated within intensity's finale
   luster'd in the feel of scarlet satin sheets

Breaking all the rules,
  devour'd in animalistic hunger
til breath blares an acoustic prayer
absorbing emotions through ****** intensity

tenderly your sword plung'd deep
   surrender to this wanton addiction
senses whirling in flame's yearnings
    fell under your fiery hypnotic spell

I'll gladly die a thousand little deaths
  to acquiesce with no restraint
within these all consuming confines
of this delectation's heavenly annihilation

You unfold me to reveal my true colors
   reality sets the ashen tone on tone
shades of Gray unmanageable
    black purges from my soul
you try to color outside the lines
  my pink underbelly turns steel cobalt
no purple mountains majestic views
   sickly putrid green reeks the color of death
failed attempts cower in tinged yellow
   no vibrant color palette here to uncover
you can't expose my soul and expect brilliance
   you abruptly fold me back into abashed creases
still searching for the simple elegance
      of an unfurled radiant rainbow

everyone knows doubt & fear
it's a roll of the loaded dice




my heart wafts along whirling waves
currents of turmoil and crescendos




surfing tranquil seas or taken asunder
like ripples illuminated under stardust




and dark moons illicit pathos
i drift along emotion's seascapes




serendipitous cascading commotions,
waiting for sand's salvation to be set free

stuck in a darkly whirling vortex
spiraling out of control
landed in twister's head
heady twirls of whiplash'd senses
tides grasp in the rolling upsurge
rushes in to suffocate my breath
ripples of truth flood upon the crest
heaving gushes of a rocking influx
loop'd in this turbulent sea
convolutions bring me to my knees
these polluted waters endure
takes down this helix,
conclusive in tsunami's surge
final disturbance overwhelm indecisive flux
blows frigid winds to engulf emotions
deluges of insanity's pleas silently shaken,
obliterated by an overpowering plunge
wiped out in a drench of overflowing despair

Peer out the frosty crack'd windowpain
translucent poetry in fractured hand
vintage thoughts rise from a steam'd
cuppa emphatic billowing overtures
prelude to the days's negotiations
darkly processing as ink bleeds
out through  cynical purse'd lips
embers of dark eye's glean'd glow
mind field's traffic steadily high-season'd
blinking lights dimly reflect'd thunder
gingerly flavor'd pungency's flair
smacking on a charm'd lick of despair
speculating rain'd on parades chagrin
put on another *** of stimulating spirits
peppering a **** melodious harmony
pen'd a snappy sparkle with a bite
left out on a din'd windowsill overnight
hullabaloo's brouhaha made a boisterous clatter
bedlam nearly snared the disquiet of will's disposition
dancing moon lover's save another testament'd hue
witness'd by evidence within a cafe's smoky allusions
covenant's bargain within the scheme of another frosted avenue
forced to whittle time in disguise flying above landscape'd rhyme
sword'd dilemma's cut another frothy fizzling perspective
twilight closes illusion's blinds on facades picturesque view
delusion's of a torture'd poet stirring in frenzy's  flurry never slumbers

I smiled in my mind sipping in your words
   coffee in hand, poems warming my intentions
a day without poetry is not my cuppa tea
    so much passion and emotion spilling forth
steaming pages to be fervently devour'd
      whets my appetite from within
fills my cup so it runneth over captivated in anticipation...

I see myself reflected back in creamy billows of frothy foam
          fettered in the dark richness of your brew

Languishing in these moments, sharing so many views
    fills my heart with gladness that we have collectively pen'd another day
a poet's ardent soul is meant to be shared and cherished
     like prayers on gentle winds they float en masse on wing'd spirits

I do so on this glorious day as you earnestly flutterby...

She scribbles endlessly,
waiting for her true love to see
the aching in her wanton heart
pen'd in crimson's darkly hue'd soul
inky passages of the past
when the sun still shine'd a'glow
and all was write with the world

As the wind rushes over the moors
she thinks of her Heathcliff'd dreams
reverie of timely love season'd skies
when spring sprung eternally
old man winter was only a notion
frozen in another's memories
til stormy nights overcame the fantasy

Still, she revisits her place in the sun
bleeding out on paper without conscience
a wavering inner voice triumphs demurely
as emotions spill over the tethered wastelands
once a land of wide open lush filled pleasures
this place now only a reminder of tormented defeat
yet, her resolve for passion's affection remains

...like molten ash, history shapes our directive flow
awe inspiring beauty within the steaming soot of life
profound, self serving in it's utter relevance
sometimes.....we

cannot deny the existence of hell, living amidst it
yet,
we stand on the sidelines in total stupefaction
at the gravitas and preponderance of this perpetual vortex