Frivolity Poems - Poems about Frivolity

Mere faith in oneself is not enough to build strength, confidence makes one thrive; leave all failures on the shelf! Fear makes a liar shrive, he's afraid of a wavelength! Survival is not frivolity, rather a required amenity to instill confidence in us; take grit and defy doubts! Plan ahead your long-dreamed journey, either in outer space or on high seas; captains are never afraid of...

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The awful insignificance of history is laid bare by the titillating lightness and frivolous form of our real lives....

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FRIVOLITY pleasure  of  people-watching  witnessing ruses  subtle   or blunt  the prospect of spectacle so  diverting d & amusing  scrutiny at a glance  ostensibly a light-hearted  ticklea an  unsuspecting  cascade  of the  bright & hyperactive bubble of the simultaneous prompted by  pretensions in a decorated   gleaming view NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable....

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Finally leaving the stage after Twenty seven encore calls A huge sense of elation as The last curtain finally falls. There’s all the media interviews That she has yet to face Then perhaps she can retreat For a while to her private space. Treated like minor Royalty When she visited her mum Back home in Barnsley after She’d danced the Sugar...

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There’s an air of excitement Amongst most cultured of Spain Centred around a little hamlet On the Andalusian Plain. They are arriving by the plane load, Helicopter, and even limousine For the opening performance of An event never ever before seen. It’d the Ballerina, late of Barnsley And her dance partner the Toreador Who, after months of rehearsal Are now ready to take the...

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She wore a singlet and a tutu, Ballet pumps and slide in hair And she practiced rigorously With concentrated care; But frankly her dancing skill Was rather one of dross, Her Dying Swan resembling More of a drunken Albatross. Then she met a Bull Fighter Standing in the Barnsley rain Cursing under his breath That ever he left Spain. Now they thrill discerning Audiences every single...

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Temporal Dilettante Journalist David J Walker no-thing need not name the nameless breaks the morning in disguise shakes the shame and wakes the shameless quench tormented turbid eyes the bootless errand realized who shakes the hand but shuns the banquet a polymath of nullity a picnic spread on follies blanket the argot of a fervent plea omnifarious frivolity dante...

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remembering times when life was not precious such frivolity heartily sought by many, wasted on the young...

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Life's Frivolity !! I have walked the tight rope of chance. I have trod the razor’s edge of risk. I have flown through many thoughts of. I have taken wing passed all that could have been. I have, with much of life, the world of humanity – seen. B. J. "A" 2 September 22nd 2011...

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