Frantic

i'm guilty myself of wrapping that collar around my neck.

Floundering around the hourly loop, 24 of diameter,
round one begins with the eyelids unveiling,the
aloofness armor  is ready and prepared to be worn accessorized with a
nose that has grown the bridge of vanity,
toiling in the fields of mundanity
inanely, fixing the
collar that strangles us.

Reviews

[Ty]

I love the way it floats around and then stomps in the final line.

[Latifa]

thank you for the review :)

[AaronFreitas]

Nice acrostic my friend... I enjoyed it :)

[Latifa]

thank you for the review :)

[Emily]

Nice poem!!
Well done!
Keep it up!

[Latifa]

thank you for the review :)

[wordman]

a deep write here my lady,great job loved the image

[Latifa]

thank you for the review :)

[Alfred Kukitz]

I never did get those diamonds for my collar but now that I'm here the poem reads like diamonds into the poetic insights of vocabulary. Wow!

Regards,
Al

[Latifa]

thank you for the review :)

[Sami Khalil]

"have grew(grown) the bridge of vanity,
toiling in the fields of mundanity
inanely, fixing the
collar that strangles us"

[Sami Khalil]

Freedom within good parameters is precious and priceless. When we rise above the trivial and the mundane, we will feel free from all of that and concentrate on the most important or our real priorities...An excellent one...:)....

[Latifa]

thank you for the review :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................