drank the poetic kool-aid

_random silly scribble_

Drank from the poetic kool-aid well

   punch drunk crazy on 100 proof metaphors

cheesy cracker sonnets & olive stuffed similes

   jumped over a moon's haiku, hungover of verbiage

strange clouds bump and grind pouring fireflies

   bathed in coffee's senryuous brevity

      dirty birds yakking in your head,

  jealous guy lost control in burnt out tunes,

muse madness in words addictive rhythms

  like jackrabbits getting it on big time,

rocking socks off dancin' on chandeliers,

   sign'd on the dott'd line for apostrophe's rhym'd rehab

 there ain't no cure for what ails the obsess'd poet

Author's Note

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

O...M....G.... you kill me!!! LMAO... yakkin in your head eh?... bumping and grinding sounded good til you made it pour fireflies... rather bump and grind like the jackrabbits while hanging from the chandelier, would that work?... Mmmmmmmmaaaadness for sure.. you are a nutter!

And I for one love your flavor of koolaid.. so keep it coming...

[Frieda P]

HA HA my face hurts from laughing!! Well it had to rain fireflies, they're all over the freakin' cafe these days lol....jazz'd you enjoyed, and all I heard was blah blah blah blah blah ;P xo

[AprilRN1210]

LOL.... I know right... silliness is rampant... wheeew... too much fun ma'am...

[Frieda P]

All I had was a Summer Shandy and I'm looped, but be the cafe haha................wooooo

[AprilRN1210]

whateva you had works!!

[Frieda P]

Ha that was supposed to be 'must' be....yep I'm gone...think I need sleep.

[AprilRN1210]

I am equally delirious... but it is fun:)

[Frieda P]

What are you drinking? :) This is only a beer with lemonade, what could it be 4.2% alcohol?

[AprilRN1210]

I am not drinking anything right now ma'am.. nope... 'cept the koolaid... :P

[Frieda P]

OH, well that figures then....that kool-aid will get you every time... :)

[AprilRN1210]

yea, seen Charlie Brown over there he probably spiked it... sounds like him...

[Frieda P]

I don't know if you ask me, it looks like that wabbit is up to no good....

[AprilRN1210]

that picture is hilarious... he is watching the dirty bird get down to chipmunks singing on the hood of the car....lol

[Frieda P]

LOL....ha now that's twisted

[AprilRN1210]

oh c'mon... that made you chuckle... dirty bird... dirty bird... lmao....

[Frieda P]

OMG stop, I just got that out of my head!! hahaha

[AprilRN1210]

ok ok .... jeez..... fine!....

[Mark]

No, there's no cure at all. Just keep on goin'! Nicely written.

Mark

[Steve Kittell]

Frieda, I'll bring the little paper umbrellas and our pens shall hop from the page.

[Frieda P]

Sounds like a plan, there better be something good to go with those paper bumbershoots...thanks so much Steve.

[Ashira Macy]

I knew I was going to love this one, but then again when do I not when it is you Frieda? This is such a wonderfully poetic summation of what goes on in our crazy heads, all hopped up on creativity and borderline (or over the line) insanity. Loved the jackrabbit line, you definitely got a chortle out of me.

[Frieda P]

Ha 'chortle' love that word! Thanks, sometimes you feel like a nut. :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Hahaha this is so funny chica.I would gladly drink some of that kool aid so bring it on.Great one girl :)

[Frieda P]

You can jump right into the punch bowl pazzo! :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Lol...that sounds mighty fine chica :)

[Rita L. Sev]

*urp* 'scuse me...

This was a delicious morsel of silliness, Frieda! Keep downing that Kool-Aid! :)

[Frieda P]

Ha have another Rita, cheers! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nope there ain't no cure...and ain't it great?????

[Frieda P]

No doubt about it, thanks jacob!

[Pryde Foltz]

jumped over a moon's haiku, hungover of verbiage
strange clouds bump and grind pouring fireflies
bathed in coffee's senryuous brevity
dirty birds yakking in your head,

We can be a silly bunch at times.

[Frieda P]

Indeed, aren't we the lucky ones...thanks Pryde.

[Trace]

No kidding.
That's a whole mouth full there sweet lady.

Excuse me while I swallow.

Trace

[Frieda P]

Just having some poetic fun Trace, thanks so much...

[Beccy]

We don't really want a cure though, do we. Without the release of my scribblings I think I would go mad. I cannot imagine what it must be like never to have put pen to paper, whatever the final outcome.

Beccy.

[Frieda P]

No of course not, then I'd really be insane, thanks Beccy....

[Kenneth The Poet]

No there is not. It's like preventing tooth decay, there is no antibiotic one can take to kill off the bacteria. Just preventive maintenance and I think that's what your poem does here. Once you have it, you can only express it.

[Frieda P]

Good analogy, tooth decay might be more worrisome, but poetry is far more frustrating at times...