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I used to be free Acrobatics in the air I would soar with flair From here to way over there Fly away Into my dreams Free as the air that brushes by me Anywhere I could be Whatever tickles my fancy I could be the fly on the wall Or the annoying one Tickling life and all of you Laughing as I fly so free Oh how I could dance in the skies Landing on buffets to delight my eyes Feasting on gourmet of french cuisine Life so joyous from high in the skies So one day my life came crashing down You imprisoned me to the flyers pound I could not escape you have me well bound Now I struggle my life is on ground No more flying, no more freedom I am now all tied up and Stuck on you To my death I will hate this fate Regretting the day you and I made that date Landing on you was death in black You are the one to steal my last breath You are…….. Flypaper I, the Fly

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Funom Makama

Date: 10/13/2015 8:06:00 AM

longest time friend. You've just exhibited to the highest quality exactly what I have missed in here for months. Your lines are so exciting and your words are each having that second hand of drawing me back to them again and again and again irrespective of how many times I have gone through them. Its nice to be home and you are part of the reason I have this refreshing feeling. A definite 7. Cheers!

Arthur Vaso
Date: 10/14/2015 10:30:00 PM

Thanks Funom, I have also been busy of late, feel free to soup-mail me anytime with anything you wish me to read! Cheers! Thanks for the kind words!

Kelly Deschler

Date: 9/19/2015 2:09:00 PM

I really enjoyed this charming and creative poem, written from such a unique perspective... Wonderful work, Arthur!

Arthur Vaso
Date: 10/3/2015 10:37:00 PM

Thanks Kelly!! :)

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 9/13/2015 1:54:00 AM

: )..Oh Gee ..such a twist towards the end..Wasnt expecting it..bzzzzz : ). Freedom,love and freedom lost..yes I was expecting that..cuz we always lose a bit of who we were or we are along the way..Bzzzzzgreat bzzzzpoem.: )

Arthur Vaso
Date: 10/3/2015 10:34:00 PM

LOL Thanks Charmaine

Pandita Sietesantos

Date: 9/12/2015 11:09:00 PM

Brilliant as always with a great surprise at the end that caught me off guard! Love it so much! Pandita

Arthur Vaso
Date: 9/12/2015 11:18:00 PM

:) Thank you, that means I am the flypaper! If I caught you!

Jan Allison

Date: 9/6/2015 5:20:00 PM

Love the twist at the end Arthur:-) hugs Jan xx

Arthur Vaso
Date: 9/12/2015 11:34:00 PM

Thanks Jan, late as always, trying to catch up here!!!!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 9/6/2015 6:11:00 AM

my, what a surprise in the end... very clever, arthur!.. huggs

Arthur Vaso
Date: 9/12/2015 11:31:00 PM

Thank you nette, as always I am so late in replying!

Eileen Manassian

Date: 9/6/2015 2:29:00 AM

Oh....thought this was be a romantic piece, Arthur, dear. I must say....you sucked the wind out of my sails....but it will do for lovers of humor. ;)

Arthur Vaso
Date: 9/12/2015 11:18:00 PM

Well it was romantic until I introduced the flypaper! lol Hugs!

Eve Roper

Date: 9/5/2015 11:53:00 PM

I thought you were going to say swatted by a fly swatter. Love the metaphor, when we fall in love sometimes that happens. Hugs Eve

Arthur Vaso
Date: 9/5/2015 11:56:00 PM

Thanks Eve, the funny thing it was not even a metaphor, just a poem after a fly in a restaurant would not leave me alone! A female fly of course!!