Mindfield's windowpain...‏

Mindfield's windowpain...‏

A Poem by Frieda P
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~or insomniatic delusions

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Peer out the frosty crack'd windowpain 
translucent poetry in fractured hand
vintage thoughts rise from a steam'd
    cuppa emphatic billowing overtures
prelude to the days's negotiations
darkly processing as ink bleeds
  out through  cynical purse'd lips 
   embers of dark eye's glean'd glow
mind field's traffic steadily high-season'd
   blinking lights dimly reflect'd thunder
       gingerly flavor'd pungency's flair
smacking on a charm'd lick of despair
   speculating rain'd on parades chagrin 
put on another pot of stimulating spirits
    peppering a racy melodious harmony
pen'd a snappy sparkle with a bite
  left out on a din'd windowsill overnight
hullabaloo's brouhaha made a boisterous clatter
   bedlam nearly snared the disquiet of will's disposition
dancing moon lover's save another testament'd hue
  witness'd by evidence within a cafe's smoky allusions
covenant's bargain within the scheme of another frosted avenue
    forced to whittle time in disguise flying above landscape'd rhyme
sword'd dilemma's cut another frothy fizzling perspective
    twilight closes illusion's blinds on facades picturesque view
  delusion's of a torture'd poet stirring in frenzy's  flurry never slumbers

© 2014 Frieda P


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and these just roll off of you don't they...Girl you know you are a force in your own right or should I say write because it's all of those things and then some but I love it, keep 'em coming cause trust me I will get to every one of them. One of my biggest thrills is to get to read great poetry and you are one of the BESTest Frieda :).

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Woo, someone scrap me off the ceiling! Thanks, you just made my day, or my week probably! Thanks mu.. read more



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Wow. Very nice. I wish I could write like this.

Posted 7 Years Ago


I missed reading you Frieda, Thank you for sharing this one. Really enjoyed it as usual.

Posted 10 Years Ago


and these just roll off of you don't they...Girl you know you are a force in your own right or should I say write because it's all of those things and then some but I love it, keep 'em coming cause trust me I will get to every one of them. One of my biggest thrills is to get to read great poetry and you are one of the BESTest Frieda :).

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Woo, someone scrap me off the ceiling! Thanks, you just made my day, or my week probably! Thanks mu.. read more
There are lines here that are like succulent fruits... this is an instant favorite, Frieda. Bleeding, glowing, harmonizing... the Muse is too busy being life support for the Poet to sleep...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

You humble me with your kind words Rita, thanks so much...
Well, well, well..now that was a word description explosion for the mind to calculate..and then retake. Well done and spun!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Well thank you very muchly, appreciate your visit and review!
Is still can't quite grasp what you do with these. The cadence of each line flows with ease like a brook over smooth pebbles

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Oh I like that 'like a brook over smooth pebbles' sounds like poetry right there...
Insomniatic delusions? No way! Mine are never good as this! Hahaha.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Ahaha, I got lucky, the muse took over that sleepy morn.
Blue

10 Years Ago

Can we swap muse sometime? ;)
a cup of coffee, a pen in hand, and the day starts...as the poet rises above and looks below, choosing his next inspiration..

lovely poem, Frieda..

our mornings are like this....so are our afternoons...as poetry surrounds us and makes us tick.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jacob erin-cilberto

10 Years Ago

oh geez, i am so sorry...Frieda...well You can call me Betty!
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Ha no problem, it's funny though, you're not the first one, I guess I must look like a Rita, thanks .. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

10 Years Ago

you're welcome, Al.
Every day feels like a negotiation, doesn't it Mrs.R? I love that image, and I love this piece...it is epic, which is saying something when it comes to your poetic prowess. What a lush cornucopia (like that?) of images, metaphors, and emotions you have brought together here...this is on my ever-expanding list of Frieda favourites, not that any other one is less of a favourite ;) Your poetry I feel in my bones, and treasure in my heart...amazing :) xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

10 Years Ago

Haha That's what your words do for me my dear friend, or should I say, what they do TO me :) xo
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Now I'm smiling like a fool AND doing the happy dance. ;-)
kublakhan27

10 Years Ago

Haha Nice to hear Mrs.R...I like knowing you're happy :)
a real tribute to natural beauty, good verse

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks for your kind words Sayed.

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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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