Fed upon your metaphors...

Fed upon your metaphors

        like a zombie's lust for blood

 howl'd at the moon in your

            verbose verbiage's alliteration

 piece by piece, like Frankenstein's 

              monster you conjur'd me whole

  sucked out the guts and laid me

         flat in ghostly passages twisted cravings

  dwelling 'tween light and darkness

         assimilated in your inky draft

   

dancing amuck within your tangled webs

       just the other side of nightmare's exposure 

drinking in the sea of your heaving tidal steamers

           punch drunk in phantasmal's obsession

high voltage 

flipped me over like an abstract

               Dali painting's w***e

  I come away ghastly satiated, 

              macabre though it may seem

  thrills and spills in every tempting morsel

            of affecting poetry's sinful appetite

Author's Note

Artwork~ Salvador Dali

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

Wow I couldn't help think about how someone somewhere reads the future using chicken guts. We fall into metaphors so easily we poets forgetting there is a literal meaning to just about everything. And so the trap is set...will we see it before it is too late because I'm a metaphorical girl living in a literal world.

[Frieda P]

Weird thought Anne...chicken guts, there must be a poem in there somewhere, thanks so much Madonna. ;-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ha ha, okay Madonna!

i could hear the end of the song being "metaphorical" repeated over and over rather than 'material"

[Frieda P]

Jacob I think you have metaphorical radar haha

[Kristina Moulaison]

I kinda love this review.

[Deuces]

A sinful appetite it is. But in a way, we all get sucked in and violated. But, I think us poets are masochists for that kind of violation :) It's a double-edged sword we all enjoy, in the end, even for a moment.

A zombie's lust for blood was a perfect metaphor.

[Frieda P]

I think you might be right G ;-) Thanks muchly....

[Lyn Anderson]

I love Dali. And I love this poem. Me thinks you might be treading close to the flag, my dear.

[Frieda P]

Not exactly sure what that means, but thanks KL.

[Lyn Anderson]

Ha -- I think your poetry is sexy even when it kind of is not supposed to be ...:)

[Frieda P]

Gotcha, shhh, they'll slap me mature. ;-)

[Lyn Anderson]

Slap me mature ... hmm, I am getting inspired all over the place today ...

[Frieda P]

Ha go for it sexy woman....

[Lyn Anderson]

done and up

[Trace]

I feel somewhat naughty just reading this.

Trace

[Frieda P]

Oh please, they'll make it 'mature'...ha thanks Trace.....

[Tina Louise UK]

Loooooove this one hun..brilliant piece! :) x

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Tia! :-) x

[Aethereal]

Your beautiful poem exposes the power of the metaphor. Your poem inspire me to write this tiny gift poem for you which you may keep as your own: These inspired poems only take me minutes to write.

Metaphor

I met a One,
a rising sun.
I met a Two,
a lover true.
I met a Three,
a Trinity.
I met a Four,
a metaphor

for that quadruped
walking through my head.

[Frieda P]

Jazz'd you enjoy'd, thanks for the poem.

[KeeD]

Reading a poem by Frieda P is like star gazing it's the most beautiful, insightful, mysterious beauty you'll come across in this lifetime. I'm glad I get to experience this moment, I want to remember these moments on the cafe for the rest of my life for they feel and mean so much to me.

[Frieda P]

You humble me Kee, I'm making that check bigger next month. ;-) Thanks so much, appreciate your kindness my sweet friend.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Damn, wickedly brilliant... I love it! I must say I am left a bit speechless especially after reading these amazing lines ...

" punch drunk in phantasmal's obsession
high voltage flipped me over like an abstract
Dali painting's w***e "

I freaking love that!!! Such an image! Lol good stuff ... :D

[Frieda P]

Woo doing the thriller happy dance! ;-) Thanks muchly K!

[Ghost of Jupiter]

You know you should record these happy dances for all of us to enjoy! They sound awesome... I wanna be one of the zombie background dancers... ;P

[Vidya Bacchus]

Awesome lines chica though it did have my head in a tizzy.Always in the best possible way :)

[Frieda P]

Ha ha...don't be blaming me for your tizzy pazzo ;-) Grazie mille.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Haha yes I am always in a tizzy :)

[Frieda P]

Not a bad place to be ;-)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Damn right it aint :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

okay of course i love this poem about metaphors...i would be dracula looking for metaphorical blood...

hide your words and get out the garlic.

[Frieda P]

Ha always have garlic at the ready, yep....this would be about you jacob. ;-)

[s y e]

// verbose verbiage's alliteration
piece by piece, like Frankenstein's
monster you conjur'd me whole
sucked out the guts and laid me //

This is definitely different but has to be a favourite, I just loved it. I am literally lost for words to this one... You have made me speechless once again. xo

[Frieda P]

This is what you get after you watch a creepy movie and then write poetry. ;-) Grazie noodlebumble....xo