Poetic justice myths

Poetic justice myths

A Poem by Frieda P

dark blank pages, in my soul's view
written in reasoning's default
Greek tragedies off the ledge
calculating a mindless scream
whispered under dispensation's breath
climbing the allotted wall's ballot
of poetic justice's myths 
indulgences of the spirit kind proselytized 
dealing out awards for time shares
permission granted, courtesy of unrest
brass tacks on the deck of substance
matters not the actualization
real world spun on a dime
leaving no time for still life's induction
corruption in tradition's regulations
installation's selection institutionalized 
confinement in loss of gray density

nothing lasts forever, so says the rain... 

© 2014 Frieda P



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Frieda P

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You are definitely back Mrs.R...your poems are always the toughest for me to review because it's so hard to find the words to articulate how they make me feel...you know I hold your words close to my heart though, I always have...I couldn't help but smile at the Greek tragedy reference ;) The last line is a knockout. What more can I say, you never fail to enforce the reasons as to why you're my favourite poet :) xo

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Oh Benji, you're definitely getting a squishy hug and sloppy kiss for this one! Mwah! :) xo
kublakhan27

3 Years Ago

Haha I'll be waiting patiently Mrs.R, mwah ;) xo



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ironic how myths never die and neither does the rain... passed on my word of mouth like the water cycle.. it may change form but not what it is composed of. But everything in between the essence of water and the telling of stories can not be changed or undone.
A great poem!

Posted 2 Years Ago


leaving no time for still life's induction
corruption in tradition's regulations
installation's selection institutionalized
confinement in loss of gray density

Very deep and I love how this writing pushes me faster and faster through till this last amazing sentiment! Nice job indeed..

Posted 2 Years Ago


Great poem! I enjoyed reading. I really enjoy the opening and closing of the poem. the line breaks were wonderful!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Wonderful opening
dark blank pages, in my soul's view
Loved this piece.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Love it Frieda. :-)

Kaze~ xx

Posted 2 Years Ago


A soulful, mournful piece that depicts sadness and loss in your usual magnificent choice of metaphors. The last line gives a profundity to the poem that leaves one thoughful and quiet of heart my Lady.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Well written! Very good piece indeed.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much Al, muchly appreciated!
our scepticism while choosing words.....
hahaaaaa.....
this is the beauty of being a poet....
the way u have put it is quite remarkable.....

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Glad you enjoyed, thanks junaid.
junaid altaf

3 Years Ago

your welcome p.......:-D
you have knitted the words well...nice write

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much oyinshoola...

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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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