Best Frittering Poems

If you could relive one day of your life..
time lost, now retrieved for just a short while.
To thrust old scheming machinations knife,
or return healing to a lover's smile.

Such a fretted frittering those lost days,
though ones you and I will remember most.
Passions reared high in servile...

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Frittering their lives away
  at work, at home, at play

When the good times finally died
  ~ they'd nothing left to say...

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If I Were A Millionaire

If I were a millionaire....
There goes the plaintive cry of a popular song..
What a catchy phrase to incite one to dream on...
In the daily grind of making a living we are mostly blind...
Scurrying hither and thither strapped to the coattails of...

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The lament of an evil man on the eve of death:

“It is twilight in paradise 
And the end of my idle life 
Of lavish pleasure is nigh. 
My dreams benighted, 
Crumbling before my eyes,
I sorely regret frittering away 
Those calm prosperous days 
Of youth, wealth...

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That look of fierce disdain, nobility! 
That regal plume of chestnut ruddy-brown 
with speckled breast! No hint of weak servility 
besmirched the falcon's fine, imperious frown. 
He loved the way it sat in proud tranquility 
above his desk. He gazed down on the town 
which...

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THE BUTTERFLY

fresh!  What is and are
  colors frittering
about within my eyes,
heart, and mind!

THE SOUL!

Oh, the gentle One
perched upon the tip
o'my heart!  She is

exquisitely beautiful.

The butterfly of life!

:: 05-05-2016 ::...

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The man lept from our balcony row and landed directly on Tebow and K'Vnulash, who began to tongue kiss passionately, realizing their final moments were at hand. It was not a gory explosion, but one that inspired thirst. We stopped by the Liquor store on...

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No different from an earthworm,
in our own way, we likewise squirm,
day after day, engaged in strife,
frittering away gift of life,
for what we pursue is fleeting,
yet heart’s desire keeps on bleating,
shifting from object to object,
until from this game we eject
our attention, looking inward,
rejecting cravings untoward,
poised in...

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Wealth you seek, hmm let me decide,
Ok let’s trade, work out a fair price,
Sometimes I can be quite extortionate,
This special case, perhaps very nice.

Depends weather, you please me,
Better be good, for our exchange,
Though take great heed, in advance,
Never am I duped, or shortchanged.

Cannot bargain, once...

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                        We know not who we are and yet we spar,
           ...

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No Matter Papa Repents...

Every blasted acrimonious misdeed
aye indelibly perpetrated
affecting ye and the Punim for life
hounds me doggone soul night and day
venomous wrath torments, strangles, racks...
every bone in mine entire body

suicidal ideations haunt every
waking and sleeping hour,
perhaps previous attempts to communicate,
(albeit poetically - for no rhyme...

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The dark escort by a bloodied wound is called
Fire whipped islands, to salted bays.
Persons meek and willow
Tuft grass, oils, cherry wood frames.
Coin palmed nigh,
Mouth sewn and foot of the shadow, stalking
Aside the champagne roadside.

Various birds, minnows, bear cub hunters.
Smoking chimney stack, swirling symbol:
Revival, continuance, gluttonous...

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Drifting, misappropriated,
my lips spoke trivialities,
my hapless heart was inarticulate.

Fearfully I fumbled through 
each day, frittering opportunities, 
fervently hoping they wouldn't pick me.

A wraith within a wraith, I flittered by 
commitment like a man without a plan; 
I only knew the pleasures of avoidance, 

'til I...

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The Ferris wheel rotates, altering views,
each moment in time having appeal
for the knower, who has so seen,
thus frolicking in delight,
at the cyclic movement,
leaving for others
to colour life
by free will
choosing
joy
~
in
this play
we yet see
frowning faces
and fearful glances,
of contracted soul forms,
entrapped in past or future,
akin to a dead...

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Withering away your days
Waiting on some undefined occurrence
To move you on to participating
In a life of abounding meaning
     Change your ways, live life today!
Living life drunk and stoned
Surviving as a numbed-up drone
Muddled memories of momentary joy
Awash in an endless frittering of...

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