Diabolical detonation

Diabolical has run amuck
   twisting maniacal wildflowers 

            in my brain stem,

uncompromising angst yanked out tresses

       purging stinging speech patterns,

poetic posies hung upside down to dry

        facing the other side of agony

in galleries of deranged snapshots

         and warped tapestry's poetry,

dancing to the tune of Led Zeppelin's 

   Sick Again on ceiling's concave tiles

my name written inside out

      twisted in Greek braille calligraphy 

calling out in compulsion's hysteria,

   no one heeded the sounds of synapses 

about a fated half moon's analytic rants,

    doomsday's synthetic clocks chimed 

        quarter to a cuckoo's nest,

   still awaiting on serendipity to surrender 

        in a curiouser rabbit hole's electric arc

relinquishing the language of 

              escaped rhyme's detonation

Author's Note

Reviews

[willweb]

Wow, now this was very cool. Your style Frieda P. is so very unique. Even something dark like this feels free....

"relinquishing the language of
escaped rhyme's detonation"

The way you say things, your phrasing is fantastic. Sorry to see your account is closed.

[Woody]

NOW LOOK WHO'S HERE!!!!!!!! Hello Frieda. so lovely to see you back. Gee, you left a biiig void in the Cafe.
though this means I have to dig out my dictionary. it must be under a ton of stuff. the others' poems are ridiculously easy :)
I see you have lost nothing of your verbosity. joking apart, this is really good. brilliant as per your usual old self.

[Frieda P]

Laughing my arse off here and I didn't even get to your page yet Woody! Thanks for such a stellar review, you mean to say you let your dictionary collect dust whilst I was away? Thanks muchly for the warm welcome too! :)

[Relic]

Yeah, what's the name for this again? I did it in college. Can't remember but you do it so well here. Mine were always disjointed and unconnected but your theme is consistent throughout. I can feel the sadness and depression from it yet you make art out of it. (As a poem I mean, not depression). :)

Stream of conscience.That's it!

[Relic]

PS. Glad to see you back. :D

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Relic, I think most of my stuff would fit that niche, 'stream of consciousness' or just plain old insanity. Nice to see you too!