fool's game of contrived cakeA Poem by Frieda P
Torn 'tween the you in me
and the me in you, lesser treason's dissension seize the day's analogies, distinction mid sensibilities & logic fell into the rabbit hole of yearning debated a fool's game of contrivance, reasoning had no rhyme as time skipped the line left to my own mixed metaphor devices in clear contention, surrender an option only for the faint of consciousness, karmic forces overwhelmed the cake left out in the surrealistic reign
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4 Reviews Added on January 15, 2015 Last Updated on January 15, 2015 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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