Explosion Blues

Explosion Blues

A Poem by Mark
"

a rather splintered dream sequence

"
I rushed out with you
stripped naked in a dream
the sky poked holes it's true
Lit us up like strawberry cream.

To the red house, baby,
in the red house was the scene
Watching for explosions
you knew, know what I mean.

We ran down main street
out in the night all fire clean
We ran, pulling the wind
all the way to the Dairy Queen.

Rushing through the wind
cutting the air 'til it scream
no dirty laugh, oh you know baby,
we prayed it was a dream.

Rushing past where we been
the park grass, soft and green.
Watch for the explosion baby
standing naked by the Dairy Queen.

Yesterday it was home
now our broken dome
is only water
boiled into steam.

© 2014 Mark


Author's Note

Mark
I don't know if there is much in the way of depth in this work. Mostly it just kind of poured out in a blues riff sort of way.

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In some way this could be a song Mark. I loved this one. Your imagery is extremely vivid.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

I had been listening a lot to White Stripes. I hadn't realized just how good Jack White is and it pu.. read more
it is pretty bluesy. very lyrical. imagery that puts a smirk on my lips.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

ya? That's good! LOL
Striking imagery and loose wording lend to the ease of reading, well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

Thank you Thomas, again. :)
Like this, this has a stream-of-consciousness feeling, disjointed hippe touch.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

Thanks Leslie, it was pretty much stream-of-consciousness.
fascinating. My dreams are disjointed like this. I've not written about them in years. Since the 80's actually. Love the color in this. I've heard not everyone dreams in color.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

Glad you like it! :) I don't often remember my dreams, and even when I do they are gone 5 minutes l.. read more
I feel the blues in this one. It makes sense to me...those dreams where everything comes together in a scenario with snippets of truth in an unlike setting. Happens to me. But still the blues aspect of the piece is the major driving force behind the words.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

Thank you Ice. My dreams, when I remember them, are always like that. Weirdness with snippets of tru.. read more
It has a reminiscent quality to it with a sad reflection and yearning for the past. Needs a little crafting to eliminate the 'forced' rhymes! Lol

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

You can't have blues without rhyme :P
A short story is trying to get out … methinks. Great poem, too.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on January 3, 2014
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