Hardly Roses

Hardly Roses

A Poem by Frieda P

Rose petals...
      strewn upon the floorboards
falling through
         the cracks of abstruse
    lackluster like
            useless dirty dishwater,
thorns made their way
     to our medley,
esoteric attempts
    reaped no flower gardens,
obscure synonyms 
     fester cryptic mind
 whilst staring at the ceiling
     of harsh reality,

'too little, too late...' 

written on the tombstone
inscription upon the head
 of our shared bed

    I always did love wildflowers
               you see...


© 2013 Frieda P


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Can you believe it's taken me this damn long to get to this?? March 26?? O.O

I love the imagery in this, and anything in which the word abstruse appears is aces in my book ;-) That last line brought me to a pretty cool place, which was probably so not your intention...there was a movie, ages ago, with Harvey Kietel and Bridgette Fonda where they had to dispose of a body with acid and Fonda's character (who loved Nina Simone) said "I never did mind the little things..." God, what was that called? Something along the lines of the Cleaner, maybe? Meh, my memory sucks.

Anyway. Nice write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

Sober is for people who have jobs xD
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

xD Not always....
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

HA!



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Why is it some people think an expensive gesture makes up for an emotional mistake. You feisty attitude is awesome.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Ha you have all the answers, what was the question again? ;-)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

11 Years Ago

Ummmmm, darn I forgot.
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

xD
A sad epitaph.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

All too often yes, thanks Barbara.
I like the last line quite a bit. Nice touch

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Thanks Baby, glad you enjoyed it.
Wild and free is the way to be! Who would want to be romanced with fake words and thorny flowers? Love your spirit and your way of expressing it Frieda!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Love your review Claire! Thanks.
There is no contest between the hothouse flower and those wild flowers that grow freely. I like the metaphor a lot Frieda; we should all feel that free and wild during our lives.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

You're so right, hothouse roses don't even have a scent for crying out loud, thanks icelandicblue.
This piece I like a lot. I love the lace of ironic phrasing....cracks of abstruse lacklustre ...obscure synonyms fester cryptic mind..... Yes, this is my sort of poem, Frieda. P.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Awh how cute, you're like a big teddy bear, come over here and give me a squishy bear hug!
Pete Langley

11 Years Ago

You got it, you got it!
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

;-)
artsy as always :-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Thanks N!LoC!
I love the words play and the story progression is insanely amazing. Brilliant work Frie. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Marc Marlon Villaflor

11 Years Ago

Sorry, I did not mean anything aside from you are being great :)
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Don't be silly, I was only teasing you, all my friends are crazy ;-P
Marc Marlon Villaflor

11 Years Ago

:) hehehe
Wow! And I love reading about wild flowers.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Me too Junert, thanks.
I guess you told him? Ha. What sweet justice to think his attempts to make up were not even born from a heart that knew your desires. He wasted his time and money, but you wasted time not getting what you needed as well. May you find the lover who knows the flower you desire most!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Pfft, can you even imagine David? ...and in my dreams, I wish, thanks hun.
 David Scott

11 Years Ago

I can most certainly imagine! the question then would be, "Can you?". I bet you can... I've read .. read more

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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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