Sigrid Ermine Poet Enclosed Rhyme

Smoke Alarm

One in each bedroom. Where am I to sleep? 
Little listening devices, dot lime green light
Steadily gazing down at me all night
Surveillance recording my data to keep


Smoke alarms linking conspiracy 
Three roomed spies, tracking my actions
Informed by portion, a mirror refraction
Crackle of speaker tells me they're listening 


Walking beneath their sinister signal
Rubs a demure smoke stack 
Static sear of lightning attack
My frontal lobe, firey inflicted


Drills into my wobbled competence
Harboured horror of what's to come
I latch splinter of infiltration flung
Hazed head hampers responsiveness 


Piled with layers of quilts
Kitchen floor is in fact, quite comfortable 
Alarms are unconfrontable
-  I perceived the microphone tilt! 


Haphazard clothes cause me to stumble
In a cluttered closed door hallway
Could alarms be removable, - I have a way! 
Slid off plastic caps makes blaze redundant 



     1st August 2020

     Contest :    Be Inspired
     Sponsor:  Regina Mc Intosh

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Caren Krutsinger August 2, 2020 at 8:04 PM I often think Big Brother is watching, waiting, and listening at all times through our electronic devices. You had introduced me to a new idea too. The smoke alarms also might include FBI and CIA bugs. Hmmmmm What to do now? What to do? I cannot sleep in my closets they are full of junk I do not use. Sigrid Ermine August 2, 2020 at 11:00 PM Lots of laughs. You're so right! Layers of duct tape, I suppose.

Robert L. Hinshaw August 2, 2020 at 6:28 AM Great verse, Sigrid! Enjoyed the wit and it reminded me that I must change the batteries in my alarms - thanks for the alert! Stay safe. Bob H Sigrid Ermine August 2, 2020 at 9:36 AM Thank you, Bob!

Reggae Magnet July 30, 2020 at 4:37 PM Feeling the vibes, like little spies they overshadow our homes, a definite aid to paranoia, feel your angst. We may just have to adopt them.lol Sigrid Ermine August 2, 2020 at 9:39 AM Ex - ter- min - ate..! (Very much hoping Dr. Who is known about in U. S.) Cheers, Reggae. Checking your work now...

John Gondolf July 30, 2020 at 2:14 PM Every time I pass a smoke alarm now I will wonder if I'm being watched as paranoia sets in. nicely written, Sigrid, best of luck in the contest. Hugs, John Sigrid Ermine July 30, 2020 at 3:17 PM Thanks, John! Obviously, they'd have to be linked to the in home mother- board - our mobiles!