Synthesis

The staccato stammering of bass guitar’s play
punctuated with the flash of purple strobe light.
Limitless is the vista of black and gray fright
ominously smothering the crowd’s ghoulish array.

Framed, as if frozen, in this acid white display,
some stagger in mimicking movements of blight
trapped between the pulse of night and daylight
Maudlin in the rigors of dapple-gray.

Upon invisible strings they dance in disarray.
Life existing only in the limits of after sight,
entranced in the apocalyptic crash of might,
the harsh, hard, synthesis disperses at mid-day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Sweetheart Avatar
March 21, 2011 at 4:50 AM
Am working on my entry for u today without fail luv... so very busy right now but have ideas in mind to create internal rhyme... pleasant week luv..
Dufresne Avatar
February 14, 2011 at 5:35 AM
Bingo! If this is not for a contest , it's a winner in my book! In fact I would expect to see it in a book. So very well done, Debbie. Kudos to you.
Pettit Avatar
February 10, 2011 at 1:41 PM
This looks like a good entry for Barbara's contest. It has great descriptiveness and rhyming throughout the presentation.
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