Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

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' While You Were Asleep {ariels Wake} - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

I watch you as you sleep,
Feel a warming breeze pass your cold, still lips;
An essence of florals, and my eyes affix,
On the bleeding heart draped upon your silk, blue gown.

A string of pearl rosaries intertwine alabaster fingers;
The Crucifix looks down on you with venerating passion;
A single ivory rose finds peace beside your breast;
Reminds me of the one you pressed in that paperback of Poe.

And, oh, those abhorrent catty-cornered torchere lamps,
Juxtaposed and rigid as Buckingham Guards.
You used to say ''Why must parlors insist on their presence? ''
I despise them too, and for you my love, I command their removal.

'Tis nine at night, prayers of closure fade to eerie silence;
I exercise temperence with amorphous expression;
Masking wired nerves, depressed veins in migrain;
Handshakes of pestilence acknowledge unknown faces.

Woke up this morning to the sound of rain, our final day will cry.
Alone now, kneeling before you; so many thoughts, so little time;
Instead, I kiss your powdered cheek, and whisper in your ear:
''l await the day i'll place an ivory rose on you, again''.

Comments about ' While You Were Asleep {ariels Wake} by Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

  • Veteran Poet - 1,088 Points Jaishree Nair (3/8/2015 3:55:00 AM)

    Well emoted the grief when a loved one passes on to the other world leaving you heartbroken........ 10 (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,884 Points Patricia Grantham (2/25/2015 12:36:00 PM)

    A very vivid and most poignant write. You can just sense
    the pain and grief there. Very good indeed, (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,802 Points Heather Wilkins (7/11/2013 6:18:00 PM)

    beautifully written. good imagery. I enjoyed this poem (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 120 Points Amanda Laurent (11/19/2012 12:03:00 AM)

    Such a powerful poem. Your words brought such vivid imagery to the moment you described. I could especially appreciate the honesty in the line, Handshakes of pestilence acknowledge unknown faces. Beautiful and heartbreaking. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 18, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 7, 2013

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