But, A Posey

Sometimes a poem is just a poem

a pen is maybe just, a pen

words strung together to impress

sometimes a poem is eternity

or that blue butterfly by request 

more often of life, perhaps death

the universe's forgiveness or less

perky pretty ponies play pool

sinfully sad sinister street sloths

it's all stuck in the mind's soul

a pearl of wisdom, a grand idea

it's the walk of shame or exhilaration

reminisce past, present, future lovers 

a broken ragdoll, make her breathe

take the rainbow over the moon 

plunge the soul into despairs of Hades

eat, drink, be merry and multiply

cherish the memories of bygones

exalt the superpowers of love and Gods

inhale the beauty of nature's call

exhale the mysteries that taint 

kisses a thousand miles deep sink ships

tears overflow into a parallel dimension

dance on a cliff with sheer abandon

saunter gingerly into the next pub

handle babies with kid gloves

sing a gentle pink pearly lullaby 

aptly scream the injustices of lies

makes no sense or make it work

go big, go home, die a million deaths

it's soft voices, big sticks and guns

tread lightly, go full throttle ahead

pick a posie fill it with joie de vivre

flecks of silver and gold threads composed

in the end it's all identical altered thoughts

coming together in one grand finale

...the celebration of one's life poetry

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

This poem is like flipping through an old photo album..... when they weren't digital!! lol About half of your poem stunned me in short little staccato jabs. I stopped by my mom's house, just a half hour ago, and she gave me pictures of me when I was young. Knowing everything I saw, felt, and did when I was little made it tough at first to see the pictures. I don't remember "me", but I remember the anger, the darkness that was all-to-consuming, and the feeling I was always being watched due to the night terrors!! Your poem has a unique way of reminding me of how surrealistic my youth was in my head, and how others may have viewed me. The last line sums up what we all have in common.... the present. Everything else is a memory. I'm glad you wrote this and was able to, first: see your page, and second: enjoy more of you... after writing you last, this morning before work!! xoxo -Mark

[Frieda P]

Wow, I had no idea I did all of that to you, should I apologize or say thanks? I'm not sure! ;-) xo

[Patrick Henry]

The day you find the need to apologize, might be the day that me being on your friend list means very little. THAT doesn't feel so..... xoxo -Mark

[DIVYA]

A poem is all the wondrously wonderful things in Frieda's beautiful mind! My compliments on such a vast array of lovely words used to perfection.

[fiery-san]

*cue the applause* beautiful as always ^_^

[Frieda P]

ha cute, thanks muchly! ;-)

[KeeD]

How do you do it, write one masterpiece after the other. Pierced said it so well, it's like flipping through an old photo album.
"perky pretty ponies play pool
sinfully sad sinister street sloths" your creativity is outstanding!
I wish I could write half as good as you. Freida are you published?

[Frieda P]

I sold my soul to the devil ;-)
You are good, who you kidding dahling?

[luviva]

wow...
loved it but i dont even have words to use to review this!!
this is a one off am never wordless!!
but this has made me wordless!!

[Frieda P]

Wordless says so much! Thanks for the great review!!

[An owl on the moon]

What a vast yet intimate glimpse into the lines and letters that fill our poetic pages every day... the fragments and shards of thought that form the tapestry of our lives. Profoundly moving and brilliant!

[Frieda P]

Love, love your review, but I want to know, were you barefoot when you read this? ;-) Thanks so much!

[An owl on the moon]

Ummm... errrrr... well, I did have my socks knocked off, so yes! :D

[Frieda P]

Bhahaha, as long as you kept your pants on! :-D

[An owl on the moon]

I cannot speak to that other than to say there are no cameras in my office... :D

[Frieda P]

*ear to ear grin*

[Dream Mistress]

:) like it I had to read it again

[Frieda P]

that warms my heart marigoldsummers :)

[Dream Mistress]

:)

[Salar Majak]

this is a favourite for me!, the amazing emotion that flows along with the beautiful rythem. great peice, a really great peice!

[Frieda P]

I'm thrilled that you like it so much Aurora. Thank you kindly.

[Jess]

''we are the master of our soul,the captain of our fate'' so many roads to take,so many choices to make,but we are ,where we are,,we are here because we choose to be here!regrets is not an option,,because life is a long journey,,,,there will always be a destination ahead of us...thanks Madam F..you take me to a journey:)awesome!!

[Frieda P]

Thank you for taking that journey with me khicks!

[Carolann Dowsett]

I like this, it takes you a a journey. Nicely written

[Frieda P]

ha yeah like the crazy train. :-)

[Carolann Dowsett]

:)

[Dream Mistress]

I loved it :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks, much appreciated!

[Dream Mistress]

welcome