~Stormy Weather

caught in the eye of stormy destruction 

somwehere 'tween here and there

momma said 'don't hang with that boy'

storm chasers called it,

moral turptitude category 3,

uprooted with bombastic force

thrown like a ragdoll,    landed in 

the debris of indifference

told to vacate,    instead stuck it out

life rafts were at the ready

I prefer the slow death of drowning

  slipped off the pier of 

cognizant

    swallowed deeply my intuition

     took a swan dive off intellect

       landed in a den of iniquity

         sinking in muck of broken promises

            they buried me at sea,

               along side common sense    

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I think Fema will rescue you along with the national guard. I love the analogy between love and the weather or in this case a Tornado of F3 . I thought you were going to go all out with F5 which is utter destruction...Lol
A splendid poem and very creative...:)

[Frieda P]

Ha Sami, F5 is reserved for real life and my spelling today! lol Thanks muchly :--)

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha. So true...You are welcome muchly...:)

[ANTO]

The last thing boxer loses is their punch - the first thing a lover loses is their common sense.
Great imagery in this Frieda - brava!

[Kleio13]

"I prefer the slow death of drowning
slipped off the pier of cognizant" My favorite lines Frieda. You never fail woman.

" they buried me at sea,
along side common sense"
Damn, and they sure did. They did that to me too. And we're poets for the afterlife.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Frieda, I like this so much and the second stanza is amazing! I love the word choice and the wit and everything. :) I got to watch out for the stormy weather. ;)

[kublakhan27]

Before I say anything, I nearly titled my new one The Other Way Of Drowning, but I know it would have been misinterpreted as a dark statement when it actually wasn't. As you know, any poem involving water will resonate with me, especially a shoreline. This one made me think of Dad in a way. Don't worry, I mean it in a positive context. Your observations are deep and decisive as always my friend. Well done. x

[Ruth]

It always seems I read you first thing in my morning or last thing at night and at both times, you rock, sincerely xx

[Tom]

Some stunning lines all the through this tempestuous journey ! Thrilling nevertheless!

[Tai Ryens]

Common sense being noted as the only functional weapon in the meager arsenal of weapons to fight the wars of a toxic relationship is what makes this poem most notable. Emotions can indeed be turned against us in the field. Well done.

[Frieda P]

Meager arsenal, you said a mouthful there Tai, thanks.

[Rita L. Sev]

Intellect and common sense are the rescue boats... but they are way out past the horizon...

[Frieda P]

Way out...................thanks Rita.

[InsanityWriter]

Excellent!! Swan diving into the sea of craziness sounds fun. Mind if I join you? ;)

[Frieda P]

Haha sure at your own risk, I'll throw you a pool noodle! ;-)

[Dye]

Momma knows best! Loving your metaphor in this poem.

"the slow death of drowning"

Glutton for punishment, I'd say

"they buried me at sea,
along side common sense"

Common sense? what's that?..... I feel you on this one Frieda---- I've been swept up in too many tides, left to drown in my own stupidity.

[Frieda P]

So jazzed to hear I'm not the only stupid one Lol...those bad boys will get us silly women every time, thanks so much Dye...common sense is too often very 'uncommon'!

[Dye]

Ha ha ha.... You are not the only one "My name is Dye, and I'm a stup-a-holic".... admitting it is the first step.....that's what I hear anyway. lol

[Frieda P]

Haha do you have a sponsor? ;-)

[Dye]

LOL.....Yup...I'm on step 12...I've apologized to all the people I didn't listen too at the time. hahahaha

[Frieda P]

Oh pssh, I'm still on Step 1, admitting I'm powerless...hahah

[Dye]

lol At least you are one step closer in the right direction. haha

[Frieda P]

Ha nope it's not happening, I refuse to admit I'm powerless, I'm a mess lol

[Dye]

LOL--- but a sassy mess...and that's the best kind.

[Frieda P]

Haha sassy always means you're a bi-atch! ;-P

[Dye]

Oh..did I say sassy? I meant bi-atch...typo I guess. lol