~ a sorta bohemian rush

Guilty in sentiments of sin,

 demanding of

delectations' expectations

as to where the moon

meets ocean's sensations,

& why tree nymphs make forests

envious of the sky,

seeking divinity of color's rhyme

in ravaging warm tides,

whilst crimson's hue and

vast cobalt blue's edgy drink

 sip the gypsy dandelion wine,

smelling the sweet scent 

of rain in my veins

a tango'd elixir writhing 

over frothy seas

wandering tirelessly in

consensual surrender's rush,

visions of sensual dandelions swaying 

wafting to high heaven's

            bourgeois holy grail

fighting wayward lion's

          of  roaring constellations, 

written on ether's haze in

adrenaline  junkies'

eternal  blood & sweat  in

tears of love sonnets cloud riffs,

breathing in spiritual

          stargazer's implosions

of conceptual

 sexual last rites

playing on heartstrings,

foreboding the dread

            of apathy & indifference 

communing in serendipitous

       sighing moments,

blessed in a 

sort  of 

bohemian

 poetic 

madness 

Author's Note

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

This bohemian poetic madness is so much fun... Colorful, pleasant, steamy, well-rounded mix of AWESOMESAUCE.... those tree nymphs do love the beauty of the colorful rhyme but they are drunk on that wine... dancing with the dandelions and in awe of the lioness as she enraptures all that she meets.. her roar seducing the constellations to shine just for her... sighing in content of her breathtaking ramblings that glitter across the page... I love this ma'am.. your creativity and heart shine through in this one and it is STUNNING... going in fav's for sure... also.. can't go wrong with Zeppelin... nope...

[Frieda P]

Jazz'd you enjoyed my insanity April! You know I'm dancing on the ceiling to your review ma'am...nope, never go wrong with Zep...grazie mille sweetie! xo

[AprilRN1210]

you knew I would enjoy this, who wouldn't.. and it shows how "mad" I am that I could relate and understand each maddening word.. lol
it is always a pleasure ma'am...

[Frieda P]

I only sent this one to the crazies who I thought might comprehend my madness, yep, you were on that list. ;) haha

[AprilRN1210]

I will be on any of your "lists" ma'am... sign me UP!.... ok... maybe not the clawed list... lmao.... just sayin.....

[Frieda P]

Oh you don't the right equipment for that list hon, just saying ;) haha

[AprilRN1210]

oh my gawd..... you just made me blush... was not even referring to THAT... was referring to the enemy list.. but oh... yea... lol...... waiting for the cheeks to get back to normal color... damn girl... :P

[Frieda P]

Oh that list, such a silly one to have on a poetry site, but alas, people will be people, rolling my eyes. haha :)

[AprilRN1210]

hey!!! careful they might get stuck :P
pffft... quit laughing at me!!! lol
and that is a silly list in general, but alas people will be people, indeed... I am learning that:(

[Frieda P]

I know, I saw my brain that time, or a reasonable facsimile....

[AprilRN1210]

scary concept.... run!.... lol

[Frieda P]

Very funny hunny!! haha

[AprilRN1210]

I thought so..... made me giggle....:P... lol

[MsJewel]

Your words are pure magic Frieda - a colorful, carefree romp...and the music you selected add to the magic. Going in my favs..

:) Julie

[Avinash]

Passion Passion Passion everywhere, should we blame the prodigal poetess or the august season :)
Delicious piece of writing.

[Ti]

Yay, Led Zeppelin :D
This gives me the imagery of a gypsy gathering, loving nature, watching as it takes its toll, singing, playing guitars, laughing together throughout the sweet, starry night, tree's surrounding them, as if protecting them from the outside world, with romance, dancing in the air, lovers enjoying themselves.
What an interesting and beautifully written poem you have here :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"sexual last rites" bless me Father for i have felt in the past, but now i have nothing but apathy for those trees that reach for the sky...since i no longer feel the will and initiative to do that.

[kublakhan27]

Wow, I should really be asleep, but here I am with headache in tow, in all my zombified glory, reading Mrs.R's poetry...I have to start by saying thank you for using Zep, and you picked the perfect one ;) The title is perfect, as it usually is...this one took me to many different places, which is fitting in light of all the gypsies and bohemians prancing through this piece...you've really been getting in touch with your dreamy side lately, you even worked some rhymes into this one ;) This has a wafting and enchanting feel to it...it also has a uninhibited sexual bite to it...the two states come together and produce this image of laying one's lover down in the tall grass and, well, loving them...

'sexual last rites playing on heartstrings'...it's so gentle and unrestrained at once...this is the last place one wants apathy and indifference, yet the balancing act you've conveyed here only makes the sensuality factor that much more coveted...and somehow in the middle of all this fantastical bliss, you throw an adrenaline junkie at us, laced with blood, sweat, and tears...yep, I'm definitely reading Mrs.R...one always has to be ready for anything when reading your work...in most poems it would be a distraction...in your poem it makes perfect sense, like snapping awake from the daydream for a moment only to fall back into it...poetic madness at its best love...xo

[Frieda P]

Guess I'm not coming down off the ceiling anytime soon...woo thanks for this humbling and glowing review Steve, you know this one gave me a run for my money, had to rework it so the sentiment shone through, I suppose it's part of that madness ;) Love that idea of snapping back into a daydream, perfect....

Doing an endless nappy dance...you made my day sweet Benji. xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha Always a pleasure my dear Frieda...this was definitely worth the effort...loved this one Mrs.R :) xo

[Frieda P]

There's a madness to my method ya know? ha MWAH! xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha That I know Mrs.R, MWAH ;) xo

[Alfred Kukitz]

What a write! I could taste the palate of colors right into infinity!

[Frieda P]

I'm charmed Alfred, couldn't ask for more in a review, thanks muchly!