Idiom's idiosyncrasies

Idiom's idiosyncrasies

A Poem by Frieda P
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Just for shytes & giggles

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A thought just occurred in reoccurring succession's space
obsessing in the recurrent currents of long detested idioms
this too shall pass, not a chance in hell...
a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,
 now that's just freaking perverse
a leopard can't change his spots, 
it is what it is, till it ain't...
they've never seen doubting Thomas fly the coop
a taste of your own medicine is a piece of cake,
when you spit up in the air and it hits you in the face
if you slap me on the wrists, you're going 
to add fuel to the fire, end up against the clock
all bark and no bite...
& if we're all in the same boat, why
are you high as a kite
you just can't cut the mustard
when you cry over spilt milk
cut to the chase, curiosity killed the cat
too bad he was a devil's advocate dark horse
dead ringer of a doozy, down to the wire
you could drive someone up the wall
if you drink like a fish,
unless they're dropping like flies
then eighty-six their a*s, they say
every cloud has a silver lining


If this goes down like a lead balloon, get over yourself,
unless you're a great Samaritan and great minds think alike
then I have a gut feeling, you'll meet me in the green room
for some sympathy & tea in your face,
or they'll be hell to pay in a hand-basket, 
in the heat of the moment, it takes two to tango
especially if it's a small world
knock on wood, now you're talking, only if you're lucky
& let the cat out of the bag,
there's a method to my madness
in all this mumbo jumbo,
if you're the new kid on the block
never bite the hand that feeds you
unless you're off the hook & not playing with a full deck
you can pull the plug and pass the buck,
or the rule of thumb, is take a rain check
when you run out of steam,
unless you have a sixth sense 
and smell something fishy
don't worry, the bigger they are, the harder they fall
it's only water under the bridge when pigs fly,
you can't judge a book by its cover
unless x marks the spot
your guess is good as mine
still,  you can't take it with you
if you have zero tolerance
consider you are what you eat,
wild and woolly 
close but no cigar,

Elvis has already left the building

welease the Quackin!...... 


If you got this far and tossed your cookies after reading,
 I get why you lost the plot, enjoy the rest of your weekend anywho. ;)

© 2014 Frieda P


Author's Note

Frieda P

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Well I think you about covered them all...ha! And I see you used my song...between that and your clever snappy lines who wouldn't smile. Plus theres a lot of truth in this one...and also some that make you wonder how the heck anyone could know for sure. Do they do studies on that s**t?? Ha.. x

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

How could I not, it was a brilliant idea for this menagerie of nonsense! Ha...thanks so much Red. x



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Frieda!!... scratching head and thinking Frieda rules the idioms (the home of the Jedi light saber school for wayward poets, we.. I mean kids.. wait ain't that the same thing) and I know this is right as rain and silver linings too. In other words, Frieda rocks and rock and roll is here to stay and you my friend are forever young.. Let the idioms flow!! Here's my feeble attempt to play with idioms...

Well, they say... don't throw stones if you live in a glass house, or is that don't take your clothes off before pulling down the shades... but there is Frieda, tossing words and "weleasing" quacks (now I know where my rubber ducky got to) and counting my beers before they get warm.. anyway, the grass is always greener and I want that bird in the bush, but none of this verbal gets added to the stew... and finally, what's cookies got to do with it when all things will pass from one end or the other... QWUACK!!!

Thanks Frieda for the fun. And by the way did you see which way that QWUACKY DUCKY WENT???? I have old tricks to teach that young duck.. er :-p
~~redzone



Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

It was actually a joke, I never liked polka dots and my sister loved them, so she got me the quack m.. read more
redzone

10 Years Ago

Frieda, laughing cause here we are talking about "crazy" poetry, rubber ducks (of various colors and.. read more
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Oh you're mad as a wet hen love...and I'm never serious, unless I am. Grazie mille Curt, you're pret.. read more
Well s**t you got me giggling, quite an abstract piece of silliness but also delivers so,me sound advice on life. Nice one Moonbeam.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

That was its intended purpose, so glad you did cowboy! :)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Well then you get a A for awesomesauce.
This is supposed to be a serious writing site! Oh, yeah. I moved past that. I was laughing from the beginning! Loved this one!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

You're quackin' me up Jon! :)
Jon Roggie

10 Years Ago

By the way, I remember this song from the roller rink when I was a kid. Yes, it was when it first c.. read more
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

A friend suggested it, thought it was perfect, and last time I went roller skating I almost broke my.. read more
My goodness, had fun with this one dear? The final line was a hoot and a half! I couldn't help picturing Elmer Fudd saying it!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

HA perfect Ashira, I had fun writing this one, jazz'd you enjoyed!
Ha ha very funny, and a dizzying array of nearly every saying imaginable. If only I thought of it, but -- Wish in one hand ... anyway, a very neat little bit of satire and sarcasm Frieda-fied.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Ha always jazz'd to make you dizzy KL, or dizzier as it may be. :)
Ah You're a clever one Mrs.R, but you're not capable of mere giggles, even in your most tongue-in-cheek pieces...being able to take all of these cliches and put them together like this is an act of brilliance in itself...if anyone else tried doing this, they'd just be recycled cliches, but...well, I don't know how to say these things anymore, you're just you, and you can do things with words that nobody else can :) xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Must be the Summer Shandy's and the sun, you know what Cary Grant said, something like insanity gal.. read more
Well I woudn't claim to understand the context and probably if it was me I would deep in oblivion to even notice if someone was slightly annoyed or disturbed by something I did but from that to build an answer like this? Even the most obtuse of characters would see the humour, the fun, the creativety I mean as random goes is not even that random.

Another moment of suprise onto the ever unfolding personality and human being that your are Frieda.

(Shakes head in amusement)

Thankyou

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Frieda P

10 Years Ago

If you're shaking your head in amusement, my job here is done, mission accomplished! Thanks Rene....
Giggling here...you packed a helluva lot into this one. Hey, if they are upset by it, tell them to build a bridge and get over it! Time will tell if you posted this poem in the nick of time. I will be as old as the hills when I forget this poem! Loved it! Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

I only had a few beers, hardly pickled. haha :)
Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Nighty night, Frieda! :)
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Sweetest dreams Lydikey. :)

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