Earl Schumacker Poet Free verse

Story of Click

Story Of Click

Click falls silent
Sidewalks slide under ground
Bang is loud
Boom is not allowed
Authorization is required 
When click comes down
Sun rolls red
Cry rises
Click falls short
The authorities are called in to sort it out
When click comes down
No TNT.... No motive
Nothing grows
Concrete does not bloom
It is not a flower
The last word they heard
Began with bang
Ended with boom
Underground are hunks of concrete
Which slid down with the street
And are most likely not a click
With certainty and absolutely not a click
Something sounded like a click
It went like this
It went “Click!”

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Debbie Guzzi December 14, 2014 at 10:55 AM soft smile! all the things which go click! I am sending you a how to on the blitz form, write me one for Xmas. Light & Love Earl Schumacker December 14, 2014 at 1:12 PM Hi Debbie, Thank you so much for commenting. My click is an eclectic click by nature and design. I was also interested in educating the public at large...or at least sending out a friendly reminder that concrete does not grow or bloom like a flower... (I suspect they are already conversant on that fact....) You can never have too much knowledge or wisdom on the obvious though, according to click. Have a great day. Earl