half past insanity...A Poem by Frieda P...just a bit of satire, perhaps. ;-)Half past insanity and quarter to absurd no velvet petal's verses to behold babbling brooks chanting in rhyme 'perhaps it's time to hang up the wind-chimes' snow falling upward to a new moon phase weeds scattered conjugating germination wanderings in my mind won't be set free bloody ink purged brash senseless jazz breathing in the illogicality of farces's hold took a walk on the wild side of folly madness doesn't seem all that bad when the teardrops in your coffee are singing the blues to a cuppa tea perhaps a contemplative walk in the park will spark the beauteous pen to unleash something half past lunacy's bat s**t crazy lost the plot somewhere 'tween here and there for now the idiocy looms on the horizon screaming be content with what you see tomorrow's derangement could be worse indeed © 2014 Frieda PAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf 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..Writing
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