Frank Adie

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Frank Adie Poems

1. Death's Invitation 10/22/2012
2. The Princess' Wrath 10/22/2012
3. Believer's Prayer 10/22/2012
4. Indiscriminate Weapon 10/22/2012
5. My Mouth 10/23/2012
6. The Fate Of My Father 10/23/2012
7. The Widow's Fate 8/26/2016
8. Forgiveness 8/26/2016
9. A House Made Home 8/27/2016
10. The Hell Bound Train 8/27/2016
11. The Fate Of Christ 1/17/2017
12. Stay Married 3/15/2017
13. A Doom-Bound Nation 3/15/2017
14. A Long Night 6/16/2017
15. A Husband's Couplet 6/16/2017
16. Mother To Daughter 6/16/2017
17. Globalization 6/16/2017
18. Detective Lover 6/16/2017
19. The Broom 6/22/2017
20. A Knock On Heaven's Gate 7/7/2017
21. Earnest Supplication 7/11/2017
22. The Unholy Fart 7/11/2017
23. Stay Hopeful 7/19/2017
24. Identify Your Class 7/19/2017
25. Heavenly Race 7/19/2017
26. Words 7/19/2017
27. A Memorable Night 7/19/2017
28. Crossroad 7/20/2017
29. Keep Keeping On 7/20/2017
30. The Future 7/22/2017
31. Spousal Grumbles 8/4/2017
32. Life Expectancy Index 8/5/2017
33. The Power In Failing 8/5/2017
34. Wild Thoughts 8/10/2017
35. The Politics Of Chop I Chop 8/11/2017
36. Different But The Same 8/11/2017
37. The Single Mother 8/30/2017
38. The Illegitimate Seed 9/25/2017
39. Focus On The Promises 10/26/2017
40. Nothing Is Free 10/26/2017

Comments about Frank Adie

  • Lantz Pierre Lantz Pierre (8/30/2017 1:21:00 AM)

    There is some unmistakable magic to be found here. Plain spoken but still full of artifice. Honesty and imagination doing a duet. Some of the flesh has been peeled back inviting you to dip your fingers in, to taste. A certain sacrilege, a certain holy ascendancy. A train wreck you can't keep from staring at. I don't know who Frank is, but I think I may learned something about myself. A shady place to rest next to gently lapping waves while bodies are gently floated out to sea.

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Best Poem of Frank Adie

The Slave

I was bought with money
I am the property of my master
He determines the course of my life
He subjects me to mindless drudgery
I am always the last to go to bed
And the first to wake up everyday
I dare not complain or grudge his orders
In fear of the whip of disobedience
Whenever I ask why it is so
I am being told that I am a slave.

I do the cooking in my master's house
Yet I must live on the leftovers
I wash and iron cute and expensive cloths
But have only rags to cover my back
I weed and tend my master's garden
But I dare not taste the ...

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Indiscriminate Weapon

How where you created,
O you weapon of mass destruction?
How did you become the most dangerous tool of man?
You are replete with pleasure,
Yet you can cause so much pain.
You are an indiscriminate explorer,
Bold, fearless and mischievous.
You explore the terrain beneath the ‘triangle' of virgins,
And make a way where there was none.

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