Crackle

Voltage Hydroelectric

Parasite, a hanging tic

Sucking you from inside out

Hollowed husk

Valuable elephant tusk

Contorted creatures

Bizarre features

Shock and awe

Children stood agape at the maw

Fires burned for all who saw 

Grandmother wore her shawl

bought it on discount at the pall mall

We need some fall guys 

Forced to take blame for the lies

Well

What does the easter bunny do for the rest of the year?

Hide in his hole and live in fear?

When a human soul drifts near?

Leaving a trail of soiled chocolate eggs

Percolating brews in wooden kegs

Still i beg, Lost my inspiration 

Blood clots and constipation

Found hope once again

While it was found between couch pillows

Sat outside blasted with wind through the willows

Should we play a game?

Lead us to the clouds of fame 

Reapers hide under their shrouds 

Explosions are loud

Dissolve from water corrosion

Hydrogen Bomb, Inner explosion

The calm after the storm 

a strange feeling of warm

Waves of watery surf 

Turns in to luscious green turf 

Houses with golden windows

Shining in places the sun goes

Till the last light 

from a that frightful night

that moment is gone 

erased forever 

by the the force that kept us together

Reviews

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not bad... for a wolf cub

[Gray Witch]

Love it... So expressive

[Andy Ruffett]

Crackle! Perfect name. Your poetry seems to spill over itself. I like how you put two common phrases in your poem: "wind through the willows" (also the title of a book) and "the calm after the storm". "Crackle" seems to give a glimpse of life. Just snippets. Crackle.