Consecrat'd Madness

 

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 

 

                                                                        

                                                                            

                                                                                              

Author's Note

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

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

[Frieda P]

You humble me Pat, thanks so much.

[Nusquam Esse]

And elegant blend of flowing prose, metaphor, several references to the classics, and if my eyes are not deceiving me, a titch of well disguised erotica. Although... I am known to be of dirty mind, and I am not well rested, so I might be seeing something that isn't there.... But each time I re-read, I become more and more convinced I am right. What is at first look elegant prose, seems to be at deeper look, an even more elegant innuendo.

[Frieda P]

You're way too smart a kraken Nusquam, thanks muchly for your insightful review....

[Nusquam Esse]

If there is something a Kraken is good at, it is detecting himself an erotic situation... 0_o

[Frieda P]

Ha probably pretty much everything, krakens take charge ;-)

[Nusquam Esse]

Or they stay in their underwater cave for millennia until they get hungry... which I guess is my cue to go cook me some Chicken Nuggets. I haven't ate since yesterday. (I am not so good at the millennium thing)

[Frieda P]

Krakens eat chicken nuggets, how strange.....

[Nusquam Esse]

Krakens eat anything.. you leave some chickens on your ship... I ain't gonna be spittin em out... ;)

[Frieda P]

I was under the impression they ate fried unicorns or something like that ;-)

[Nusquam Esse]

Now now, I would much rather my blessings raw... although fried can work too, if I must.

[Frieda P]

Ha raw unicorn now there's a cheery thought, watch out for the horn, it's a killer...

[Nusquam Esse]

That's what they said about the Kirin... don't see them anymore do you? And that's why I am no longer allowed in Asia. I think it is time for a trip up north...

[Frieda P]

What is that like a boozy beverage............

[Nusquam Esse]

HAHAHAHAHAHA You have made my day! I hope that pun was deliberate, but regardless I am going to... go get me a beer. >_>

[Frieda P]

Not much into mythology but I do enjoy booze ;-) haha

[Nusquam Esse]

This tentacled beast cannot decide between horny creatures and booze, so he compromises with Kirin.

[Frieda P]

Cheers...

[Nusquam Esse]

Mina-san, Kanpai!

[Frieda P]

Oh that has to be anime speak, no comprende ;-)

[Nusquam Esse]

Kyekyekye... I suppose? Kirin is a Japanese beer, so it seems appropriate...

[Frieda P]

I know, they serve that one in Elysian Fields...

[Nusquam Esse]

Lucky... I always end up in the Asphodel Meadows.

[Einstein Noodle]

maybe i am looking to deep ..but i see great word play here .. "... cardinal.." and "...Elysian Fields."
your passion not lost on me ... i wish i could "bring It" .. :)
"cut me deep into the heart & gut" ... have never read gut and been moved to love ... what a wonderful experience reading this poem ... its so wonderful ... reading again now.
E.

[Frieda P]

Ha, leave it to me, but that's usually where it gets to me if it's grand, tugs on the heartstrings or feels like a punch in the gut, I'll gladly take either, thanks so much E. :-)

[Ken Simm.]

I feel this should be quill written in long hand in a leather bound secret journal and left for future generations to find. It is not of this century it is of a time when emotion was shared in beauty between creative romantics. It seems to have been found rather than written somewhere inside of you. It is mythical and beautiful.

[Frieda P]

Hearing those words from you makes my heart skip a beat Ken, I am deeply affected by your poetic genius, you've humbled me and made my day. *smiling* here, grazie mille from the bottom of my heart.

[Ahena MK]

twist poetry into my hair, whilst
dancing upon the music in your stanza's hymn .....
really good

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Ahena...

[gabrielle]

"you are my strength, my power
my weakness, my Achilles heel" --- this is so true. the people whom we love so dearly have so much power over us and they are the ones who could even give us the greatest pain..

oh, i would love to linger within Elysian Fields. This is a fantastic read Frieda, it brought to a different realm =)

[Frieda P]

Unfortunately so true gabrielle, thanks for your kind words, and me too. :-)

[Praveeta]

I feel you are the Goddess of Love who is here to spread love and passion through your poetry. Wonderfully created piece dear friend. My favourite lines are:

"bathe me in peachy champagne bubbled prose
suffuse butterfly shivers up my spine"

[Frieda P]

You are too kind my sweet friend, thanks so much for this glowing review, muchly apreciated.

[Praveeta]

You are most welcome.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Another outstanding poem Frieda!

Kaze~ :-)

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Kazie! :-)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your very welcome Frieda. :-) :-D

[Scott Metro]

Ah...the love...the love....the love.
A good mixture of words and ideas.

Excellent.
Scott

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Scott, another new avatar, you make me dizzy ;-)

[Scott Metro]

Good...you need to be dizzy.....lol

[Frieda P]

It's too early for snappy comebacks, let me have another cuppa and I'll be right with ya. ;-P

[Scott Metro]

sure....go for it

[Frieda P]

What were you napping? ha

[Scott Metro]

running on 3 cylinders....early here....

[Frieda P]

I hear ya, typing with my eyes half open...

[Scott Metro]

I only type with 2 fingers..so I'm at a disadvantage anyway

[Brittany Zedalis]

you are my strength, my power
my weakness, my Achilles heel

This is such a wonderful poem. And look, another music artist I love, haha! XD

[Frieda P]

Ha you have great taste in music ;-) Thanks Brittany.

[redzone]

The touch of emotions that pulsed thru me as I read this is beyond my ability to express Frieda, even as I added to my favorites from you I am drenched in vibrate hues and what goes thru my mind is this question: was it these words,your presence that caused the Big Bang and all existence??? Maybe then again it is simply the feel of butterflies tingling up my spine... or any and all the metaphoric colors flying in and around your poem.. ~~red(bewilderedbewitchedandbedbedazzled)zone

[Frieda P]

You've left me speechless with your kind words curt, you humble me dear friend, thanks muchly x