The Lightbulb Effect

In motion, ah that old peculiar thing,
A stirring of the kettle-black pot’s gold;
A steady glinting metronome of bling
And halting starry eyes begin to fold.

Thoughts once locked away in highest tower
Now jostled free by mighty ocean wave
Behave and act by rule of foreign power,
And carry out decrees tsunami gave.

This liquid license gives the brain the key;
It tarries not with niceties and knocks–
A forceful entry stealing privacy:
A brainstorm heaving bolts of thundershocks.

Invention breeds then leaves her love alone;
The running dreamer dreams thoughts not his own.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade aka SnakyPoet
    Aug 13, 2011 @ 18:14:23

    I admire your facility with rhyme.


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