Imprisoned By Love

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Firebelle, Jan 23, 2005.

  1. Firebelle

    Firebelle Member

    After a breakfast of bacon and
    scrambled emotions on toast
    we are put to work

    Some write letters home
    the heart's nib bled for ink
    to make the verse

    Others sweep the yards
    of littered minds and desolate souls
    but I won't complain...
    (at least with poetry I don't have to
    remember any last names)
  2. gdhmomchild

    gdhmomchild Duct tape abuser

    You are still wonderful. I needed to reread this one. Everytime i do something different jumps out at me. Thanks sweet one
  3. Firebelle

    Firebelle Member

    Aww, you are wonderful, too. What are the chances of that, huh? Two wonderful people!

    Pleasures all mine :)
  4. KittenX

    KittenX Purrrific

    Good day today, all this poetry Im reading makes me think. Loved your first stanza, gives off something modern, rushed.
  5. Bhaskar

    Bhaskar Members

    As fresh as ever :)
  6. nattimorgan

    nattimorgan Member

    Wow, so much emotion in just eleven lines? I particularly loved the lines
    "the heart's nib bled for ink to make the verse". Good stuff. I look forward to reading more from you.
  7. Firebelle

    Firebelle Member

    I have really missed posting here! Thanks very much, Kitten, Bhaskar :) and are truly sweet people

  8. littleskinny

    littleskinny Member

    Totally loved the contemporary feel, as Kitten pointed out, the cunning playful use of vocab, and the simplicity. Wow!
  9. ahhh that rocked. specially the heart's nib bled for ink. capital stuff.
  10. Firebelle

    Firebelle Member

    Thankyou people :) I can hardly type, my fingers are shaking so much from the cold...blooding heating's broken in this room! I liked this poem, which was unusual because I don't normally have much time for my own stuff once it's written...I'm happy you can all find something in the words, they mean a lot to me.

    Much Love XxX
  11. browneydgrl

    browneydgrl Member

    firebelle, i love your work

    "scrambled emotions on toast"....what a great line
  12. Firebelle

    Firebelle Member

    Cheers my darling...and don't you think emotions are just like eggs? They're tricky little buggers, you try to get them whole but you always end up with, um, jagged little bits of eggshell in them? Ignore me, I'm in the weirdest mood possible I think! X
  13. Moonjava

    Moonjava Senior Member

    way groovy! you rock.
  14. Firebelle

    Firebelle Member

    People just keep being nicer and nicer! Well honey, you rock too...and I love your name...Moonjava...mmm.

Share This Page

  1. This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
    By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.
    Dismiss Notice