Black magic extraordinaire...

Black magic extraordinaire...

A Poem by Frieda P
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COLLABORATION KUBLAKHAN & FRIEDA

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we converse helter skelter
in your soft killer approach,
teetering on wooden innuendo's third wheel
white satin nights turned black magic dust
fever is distracting and unchained
like rainfall on the frying pan sand
foundations of celluloid Shangri-la
superseded over hills and far away
where your romance ransacks education
in a heist of Merlin's stash of love potion
old man shooed from monotone incantations
shipped to a jenga tower of tobacco song
something in my moves attracted nothing
in the smoke ring of your seduction vacuum

now the trouble with nothing is something
convoluted metaphors of destiny
paralyzed in your concocted rhyme
enchanted in sorcerer's scented sage 
nestled in your judgement's serenade
rushing through heady spirited senses
quintessentially rendered of illusory inflection
modulating at time warp speed's redemption
difference apparent in reflection's fiction
processing a paradigm of connoisseur's legends
slipped from sleight of hand's stacked holy book
interpretations beat the clock at half past tock
while the ticker-tape parade ceases and concedes
pecking order to Rhiannon's sentencing caravan
brittle femurs burst into balloons of blisters
on the sizzle of the paved grave site
of paradise lost and lamented too late
felicity's hymn flutters in a warped reel
left to sweat rhythms in the red-eyed sun machine

take off your sinful scared skin exposing the scar
abandon mystery's magic tour of your throne
shadows take on a brilliant hue when liberated

© 2014 Frieda P


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Well, I can't always tell where one metaphor leaves off and another begins, but it is brilliant! I am in awe of such exquisite lines as:

'where your romance ransacks education
in a heist of Merlin's stash of love potion
old man shooed from monotone incantations
shipped to a Jenga tower of tobacco song.'

I see altogether in a single room of my mind, scattered blocks, broken beakers, and the Marlboro Man strumming a ditty in the corner. Amazing! Did you collaborate one line at a time? It flows seamlessly, however you managed it. Superlative worthy effort. Excellent work, both of you!


Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

10 Years Ago

Haha Maybe not one line at a time but pretty close...thank you JK :)
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

There are whips involved, I will tell you that much, ask Dali. ;) ha
kublakhan27

10 Years Ago

Haha So that's not a sunburn I feel on my back after all ;)



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Another brilliant write Frieda. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Although I think this is a great piece of writing I had to read it several times to understand the flow.
I do prefer good punctuation and capitalisation, not always the popular method of modern writers I know.
Nuf said.
Very well done...Again.

Posted 10 Years Ago


You need to create a book. You give taste of places and thoughts. Make the reader want more. The poem is powerful. Took reader to good places and made the reader ponder and think. You two did a outstanding job.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow a journey through creatively written metaphors. Great work you two. Stanza breaks would've made this an even more phenominal poem which could've easily been a 3 part series. Anyway, great work again you two. A complex & enlightening read. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Dang, so many collaborations these days! Seriously, props for pushing yourself. If I was to point out a single thing that this poem does right, like... REALLY right, it would be the creative metaphors! It is completely surprising you in the way that each concept is described, throwing cliche to the wind. Some writers change your perspective of the world by the final message their piece delivers, shifting an overlying world philosophy. But this is the other type, that makes it so every time you look at the small things in life, you look at them with a new perspective; as you deliberate, can shadows really have hues? You two need to keep making stuff together; look forward to future collabs.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It flows well and has such an adventurous tone that it almost inspires you to jump out of your chair run out the door and keep running all the way without looking back.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Ahh well!! i am now trapped in this vodoo world... ;) i loved this piece. Metaphors stacked together one after another.I am a paranormal fan and this took to me to the land of the black magic.And the end,o my it was just downright sinful and dark. This work is charmingly insidious. An explosive piece by you both again.:)

~Sophy

Posted 10 Years Ago


Shadows do take on a brilliant hue when liberated and there is an extraordinaire to this poem. Great write Frieda!

Posted 10 Years Ago


You two inspire me so much with the way that you write. The metaphors, the meaning, the truth, passion and commitment that goes into your writing is simply stunning.

Troy

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Wow, thanks muchly Troy, you brought a smile to my poetic heart....
What I find interesting, is the way you two blend so perfectly. Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks KL, nice to you to say, we think so too....

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