Biography of Freda Copeland
I've been writing poetry for years first starting in high school but just recently began taking the art seriously thanks to a good friend who encouraged me. My poetry comes from life experiences of love and love lost, happy and bad times and everything in between that makes me who I am.
Freda Copeland Poems
For Stressful Times
Stressed and overwhelmed in the stillness of my discontent, Struggling against the dark for so long, Yet I was strong willed, determined and unyielding to be constrained. I had been held back in the past, a prisoner of my own doing
I was addicted. I was on such a high that laughter would burst out of me for no good reason. The smiles that would emulate from me were contagious. I could drift off at a moment's notice, wafting off my addiction.
He looked at her, he depended on her He was so sweet, so attentive He would do anything for her Anything to protect her
Snow falls quietly outside as I watch from my window Covering everything with a complete blanket of stillness The trees bow down under the weight of it A single bird flies in the distance
A Potential For Relapse
Sometimes I wish I could just come home To an empty abode so I could brood alone In the stillness of my discontent. Having to always take care of somebody or something
Addiction Pt 2
I never thought I'd get over it, I never thought I'd make it through. I never thought I'd be free of the reins it held on me. The distress I felt, the utter despair,
Snow falls quietly outside as I watch from my window
Covering everything with a complete blanket of stillness
The trees bow down under the weight of it
A single bird flies in the distance
Fluttering quickly to escape the wet and cold.
Random cars drive by with slushing sounds
Before the trucks come to spread salt
And disrupt the beautiful blank slate
The winter snow blanket has made.