Consecrat'd Madness

Consecrat'd Madness

A Poem by Frieda P
"

~ verses within Elysian Fields

"
 
Consecrate me in your madness
    sanctify this communion,
sketch me in bursting metaphorical hues,
  color'd tinges blushed of cardinal's soft sonnets
paint a picture within inky filigreed lace,
  finely woven silken thread'd tapestries
 my religion breathes your affinity
      harmony's rapport of favored essence
twist poetry into my hair,   whilst
   dancing upon the music in your stanza's hymn 
bathe me in peachy champagne bubbled prose
  suffuse butterfly shivers up my spine
i breathe the air you've fervidly script'd
   etch'd in blood flow awakens my senses,
the emotions artistes' bleed out
   you are my strength, my power
          my weakness, my Achilles heel ~


 swooning in the phases of your darkly lit moons
           cut me deep into the heart & gut
piercing movement of echoes unfold.  
        moving majestic amethyst  mountains, 
shred my soul with your dragon's breath
     anoint my breasts, oils that seep from thy quill
            make me punch drunk aberration's tipsy 
        drenching me in sparkling scarlet wine
clinging from the vines of destiny's path
           my soul's existence is solely dependent
    upon your utterly blissful verses within Elysian Fields 



 

                                                                        
                                                                            
                                                                                              

© 2014 Frieda P


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dear Frieda... "color'd tinges blushed of Cardinals soft sonnets".
Be still my soul. "Harmony's rapport of favored essence...
poetry twisted in my hair". You are my strength...
my weakness... my power... Freida... you have struck
beautiful chords of a heavenly harp within my heart.
truly... Pat

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

You humble me Pat, thanks so much.



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Your grace is untamed and wielded by no other.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks xavier, muchly appreciated.
Wow but the lady can write.Colour me green with envy I would love to write something this memorable .You are awesome :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

You're too kind Vidya, thanks so much ;-)
Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

You are welcome :)
The sea is bound by space, the land is bound by place but your soul soars in writing above and below all trace...Bravo................

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Woo poetry to my ears Sami, thanks muchly :-)
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

My pleasure...Any time...:)......................
// bathe me in peachy champagne bubbled prose
suffuse butterfly shivers up my spine
i breathe the air you've fervidly script'd
etch'd in blood flow awakens my senses, //

This is beautiful Frieda. Really, you amaze me each time you write a poem. I am so lucky and happy to come in to my little safe haven even for a few minutes where everything in the world you create with your poetry is perfect.

The wording and imagery in this blew me away and your lines, as always are so powerful. I loved this one with all my heart.

100 hugs, flip flops & all that jazz! xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much noodlebumble, jazz'd you enjoyed this one peanut xo

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