Frank Adie

Gold Star - 4,569 Points [Francotoss]

Frank Adie Poems

81. Much Ado About Shithole 1/16/2018
82. Mortar And Pestle 1/16/2018
83. What Do Women Want? 1/16/2018
84. The Potency Of Trust 1/16/2018
85. Unequal Distribution Of Blessings 1/16/2018
86. Portrait On The Wall 1/16/2018
87. The Vicious Chastisers 1/16/2018
88. Recompense For Disobedience 1/18/2018
89. 40yrs Old Virgin 1/19/2018
90. Unrequited Emotion 1/19/2018
91. Cheating 1/19/2018
92. Proudly A Tailor 1/19/2018
93. Suicide Note 1/22/2018
94. Laugh Of Disbelieve 1/22/2018
95. Step In Donald 1/24/2018
96. The Oracle Has Spoken 1/27/2018
97. Africa And Migration 1/27/2018
98. Pursuit Of Happiness 1/27/2018
99. Happiness Is A Choice 1/27/2018
100. Birthday Eve 1/27/2018
101. Change Her Name From "Ichabod" 1/29/2018
102. Me, Myself And Poetry 1/29/2018
103. The Miss In My World 3/10/2014
104. The Fall Of A 'big-Franko' 1/28/2016
105. Time And Aging 8/28/2016
106. The Peculiarity Of Success 8/30/2016
107. Mother-In-Law's Plight 6/29/2017
108. The Illegitimate Seed 9/25/2017
109. Focus On The Promises 10/26/2017
110. Two Vital Openings 2/3/2018
111. Word-Worker 2/8/2018
112. Nigerian Frustration 2/8/2018
113. Don't Stay In The Past 2/8/2018
114. Voter Enlightenment 2/8/2018
115. Political Awareness 2/8/2018
116. Your Vote And Your Destiny 1/31/2018
117. Prayer And Action 1/31/2018
118. Deadly Jaws 2/10/2018
119. Living And Dying In Blackout 2/10/2018
120. Vanity Of Life 3/6/2018

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 Breeze

Invisible and yet so real,
My gentle breezy friend;
I always know you are passing by,
When the trees nod their heads.

When will you stop to shake my hand?
And reveal your faceless face?
You pass my way every now and then,
In your peculiar feline pace.

Heat boasts when you go to sleep,
In a brash and brazen way;
Then you surface to make me kip,
In a soft and soothing way.

Your joy is just a gentle wind,
That cuddles and caresses my skin;
Your anger is a violent blizzard,
That wreaks havoc like a brakeless train.

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Death's Invitation

One certainty I know will befall me
As I journey along life's road: is death.

When will it come?
Where will it happen?
And how? I do not know.

Where will I be?
What will I be doing?

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