Life without an escapism clause ~

Poetess interruptus 

bitter clarity bit the dust

rust'd flow like the Nile's sin 

inky retreat into oblivion

indulged the mourner's chant

grasped last breath's chicanery 

in a moment of silent prayer

put to rest a stillborn notion

borne of braille's misconceptions

machination's devices stagnate the plot

song and a dance, one last ruse 

in design'd conspiracy theories' ploy

scheming to underwrite cheeky monkey's business

collateral damage gone to hell in a corroborative role

subterfuge's closing arguments authenticated

sentenced to life without parole's escapism clause

dodging the bullet of reception's passive resistance 

 10x12 cell of self imposed restraint's own sake 

captur'd in elusions of tainted open air windows 

exhale into a brown paper bag of realism's twixter

breathe to die in last act's curtain call ovation

took one final bow on meaningful repartee's knees   

Author's Note

captcha~unhinged

Reviews

[Shirlena]

I like your knew avatar...it looks like a painting of you, lovely. It seems we have to find a way to create escapism for ourselves so we won't fall into despair and find escape through drugs, alcohol are worse. Poetry is one of the most healing forms of a brief hiatus from life...we can always return then. Bittersweet and poignant.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Shirlena, my son is a graphic artist, he likes to cartoon me as he puts it, he says I look better. Nice kid. ;) Yes I concur, without poetry, only therapy is left, and that costs too much and doesn't work as well....

[Troy Henson]

I there is always a time in a writers efforts where words are simply lost. They will come again my dear. Smile :) I'm thinking of you.

Regards
Troy

[Frieda P]

Awh thanks Troy, muchly appreciated my friend. :)

[willweb]

This was great Frieda P. At a loss for words as they flow. I can relate to this feeling but somehow they seem to come. Which is evident in this poem. I really enjoyed this today.

[Frieda P]

I guess we all feel this way...thanks Will.

[Matching Socks]

Great poem Frieda Bambina...
Especially given the convo below. :)

[Frieda P]

Grazie, nice name :)

[Matching Socks]

Practicing my Italian... :-)

[kublakhan27]

Oh Mrs.R, only you can reference cheeky monkeys in one line and hell in the next...really, you're the only one that can do that haha But I don't want to downplay the intensity of this absolutely brilliant piece...the title alone is pure genius...escapism, not escape...that was a savvy bit of punning there, and lets the reader know right away that they're about to enter a wobbly world where metaphors rule, which is good because the literal messages are staggering and overwhelming...'inky retreat into oblivion indulged the mourners chant'...poetess interruptus indeed...and 'braille's misconceptions'...I've always wondered what poetry is like to a blind person, I wonder if it becomes more vivid in braille, with no outside interference you might say...so many different ideas to ponder in this piece, so many metaphors to solve, and so much brilliance from the undisputed Queen of the cafe...this should be in my favourites list, but the site has suffocated me again...damn this site...but it won't be far from my mind, I can assure you that ;_ xo

[kublakhan27]

Oh Mrs.R, only you can reference cheeky monkeys in one line and hell in the next...really, you're the only one that can do that haha But I don't want to downplay the intensity of this absolutely brilliant piece...the title alone is pure genius...escapism, not escape...that was a savvy bit of punning there, and lets the reader know right away that they're about to enter a wobbly world where metaphors rule, which is good because the literal messages are staggering and overwhelming...'inky retreat into oblivion indulged the mourners chant'...poetess interruptus indeed...and 'braille's misconceptions'...I've always wondered what poetry is like to a blind person, I wonder if it becomes more vivid in braille, with no outside interference you might say...so many different ideas to ponder in this piece, so many metaphors to solve, and so much brilliance from the undisputed Queen of the cafe...this should be in my favourites list, but the site has suffocated me again...damn this site...but it won't be far from my mind, I can assure you that ;_ xo

[Frieda P]

Ha you made me laugh right off the bat Benji, are you trying to figure Mrs R out? Silly boy....I like your review muchly better than my poem, and I got it twice to boot! :) Grazie. xoxo

[kublakhan27]

Haha I wanna say I don't need to try, but that sounds really pretentious ;P So I'll just stick to my usual sillyhead self...I've said it before, but if you the like the review more than the poem, it's because I was just that inspired by the poem ;) Even the site was inspired evidently, to give it to you twice ;) xo

[Ruth]

Jhc...reading you is a mind trip...a juicy one! ♥

[Frieda P]

Mostly lovely compliment, grazie mille Poppy darlin' !!

[J. K. Beach]

Frieda, I thought I was the one who always got into 'cheeky monkey's business' Anyway, just wait a bit--it'll come around again on Paul's guitar. No need for that right bookend. After all, you're the gal that just wrote 200 some odd words with writers block as only it's most obvious layer :D Beautiful work beautiful lady!

[Frieda P]

Ha bunch o'cheeky monkeys it seems...You ever get that feeling, every poem is your last, or am I just a paranoid nutcase? Wait...don't answer that . :) Thanks J.K.....!

[Matching Socks]

Omg!!!! I feel that way ALLLLLLLLLL the time, then I throw my hands up and say "ok, I'm outta here!! Done!" And then like... Hours later, 3 new poems spew out, and I think ahhhhh but they're crap, but then I realize no they're not bad..."
I just had this conversation with a friend yesterday, kid you not! :) too funny!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

So much deep great skills poured wonderfully wrote!

[Frieda P]

Thanks Skyfall, muchly appreciated! It was one of those 'deep' moments, that had to be purged....

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Welcome friend!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Welcome friend!