Friday, October 21, 2011


Dave at DeviantArt

supplied the illustration


That most personal of our possessions....
That glorious red liquid,
Full of energetic  mysteries,
Flowing around our bodies
A though on a race-track;
Carrying organisms,
All leading their own lives,
But intensely related to us.
That current
We hear flowing past our ears,
That renewable energy
That, surely,
Will weave its magic
Can, in an instant,
Become a splash of red paint
On a wall.


We had a reunion in the park
And drowned old Lawrence for a lark!
Now we're regretting his decease!
Don't look now! Here come the Police!


Tigerbrite said...

Yes, especially when a machine gun is involved. good write.

Maude Lynn said...

Reunion! cracked me up!

Vinay Leo R. said...

Wow.. what eloquent imagery in your verse. Loved it! Thanks for sharing the poem with Its Thursday, Brenda.

Please also mention the artist credits too. The link to the image page is there in the IT post itself.. Thanks!

vivinfrance said...

Well done with the picture prompt - one which had upset me.
I enjoyed the second one too - a little light relief after the serious one.

Susie Clevenger said...

Darkness and creative...I enjoyed both poems...the first speaks how quickly life can end/change...Reunion made me smile