Best Electrocute Poems
It's always those who reside in our hearts,
whose words, like lightning,
electrocute our soul,
and in each pain there is a lesson.
Her life was like a room without a view,
those 'rainy day' eyes,
could have formed a deep river,
but no ship sailed upon it,
to carry me to her
and I would have kissed away every tear.
Misplaced, I could feel her yearning,
for a home, she had never known,
confused and lost, but her silence,
left her trapped in burdensome meadows,
and I wonder if I could have shown her the way.
From the silent echoes of her tongue,
I could feel the malady of her spirit,
feel the lacerations piercing her heart.
If only my words could have soothed her,
but even they could not save her.
As the lights dimmed,
silent stars became the nature of my poetry,
I asked the moon why?
but clouds covered his expression.
Now my mind is a time machine
of her memories, her voice still haunts,
as I ponder if the thunder will persist,
because I'm too afraid to close my eyes.
Simple Musing
Silent One
4 October 2018
Categories:
electrocute, death, loss, pain,
Form:
Free verse
Am I the only one who doesn't care it's raining?
That it's cold outside and no one's on the street
When the wind is blowing a hundred miles an hour
And the earth decides to shake its fist at me
When the elements electrocute my senses
And lightning carves the sky with angry streaks
When flying branches shatter picket fences
And thunder gives an awe inspiring speech
When the water that surrounds me churns and vomits
And the shoreline has no choice but to retreat
Not a morsel of my soul is craving shelter
I choke on rain and plant my stubborn feet
This is the fragile life that we inherit
These are the numbered days that mark my place
The Earth can be so damn intimidating
But I'm happy any time it shows its face
Categories:
electrocute, cute, death, earth, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Two Words
Dream
Scheme
Beam
Team
Shout
Pout
Duel
Shot
Life
Death
Brain
Drain
Stupid
Cupid
Dumb
Numb
Rum
Thumb
Prosecute
Electrocute
Einstein
Infinity
Immigrant
Us
Atom
Bomb
Strength
Weakness
Love
Hurt
Fate
Destiny
God
Cosmos
Lucifer
Lost
Passion
Torpid
Feelings
Flatline
Politician
Huckster
Glorious
Despicable
Moon
Mars
Space
Race
Beguile
Style
Truth
Lie
Cake
Pie
Bicycle
Tricycle
Car
Jar
Balloon
Burst
First
Last
Lust
Like
Fist
Fight
Right
Write
Left
Deft
Genius
Idiot
Manners
Rude
Give
Take
Rate
Deflate
Washington
Jefferson
Hamilton
Burr
Trump
Nixon
Hitler
Wotan
Karloff
Lugosi
Frankenstein
Dracula
Foot
Fall
Think
Blink
Popcorn
Unicorn
Coffin
Fly
Fish
Fry
Good
Bad
Think
Drink
Smile
Scowl
Teeth
Towel
Grimace
Ace
Lash
Bash
Date
Hate
Hurry
Wait
Freeze
Animate
Brave
Wave
Holocaust
Heydrich
Fool
Drool
Slob
Blob
Dead
Undead
Alive
Thrive
Evolution
Revolution
Vampire
Umpire
Wire
Dire
Flour
Flower
Alien
Robot
Klaatu
Gort
Tower
Power
Rush
Hour
Talk
Walk
Hysterical
Empirical
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
July 8, 2018 (Short-Form Free Verse)
Categories:
electrocute, assonance, history, imagery, metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
The cloud is set to cry
Thunder rumble
A sunday in RCCG
Drummer boy in spiritual malapropism
Members of choir malaguena(- ing)
Blue, purple and scarlet yarn floating in the temple
A chest-piece in between my ego
As my thoughts grew larger and thinner
I stood in the company's of fools
Upturning sanity for relativity
In the laboratory of my thoughts
I adulterated truth for thoughts
Questioning the audacity of morality for the concept of anything goes
Romancing with secularism and syncretism
In holy matrimony i stood with duplicity
Igniting animistic junks
Dancing round the camp fire of spiritism
I an offspring of paranoiac
Swam with mundane and nude views
In the harmony of my vain thoughts
A lightning electrocute my rear ear
A voice slashed me like sash, saying
' awake brother, the service is over'
awoh awoh
Categories:
electrocute, religion, , cute,
Form:
During the United States’ industrial revolution,
Eli Whitney invented interchangeable parts;
Identical components that could be substituted one for another.
This creation was made for machine—
weapons
cars
and other mechanical mysteries.
This isn't the case today.
Hips are interchangeable.
Legs are interchangeable.
Hands and fingers are interchangeable.
Hearts are interchangeable.
Now, not only with man,
but also with machine.
I can’t imagine it will be long before
software updates are reprogramming us,
instead of the devices we hold in our hands.
That we electrocute when wet,
and overheat when used for a long duration of time.
That we can recharge by cord
and turn on and off with the simple click of a button.
A small advancement, interchangeable parts were,
yet they contributed to further blurring the lines
between man and machine.
Categories:
electrocute, history, humanity, technology,
Form:
Free verse
(William Hammer, Thomas Alva Edison's assistant,
has reached the end of his tolerance. His boss is
planning to electrocute an elephant for a publicity
stunt.)
If he goes through with this, the dam has burst.
I'm done with him. Of all the tricks he's pulled,
this is the lowest, cheapest, cruellest. Worst.
Yes, Edison. He can't be serious,
can he? To execute an elephant?
He's out there, grinning like a Barbary ape.
Where two or more newspapermen are gathered,
Alva loses all his self-control.
He'll be there now, perspiring, shouting, lathered,
excited to his flinty, vulgar soul.
I'm William Joseph Hammer. Who are you?
A quarter-century I've spent with him,
but now the scales have fallen from my eyes.
The man's a pirate and a charlatan.
Inventor? Him?
Well, since I'm stranded here
in shabby Coney Island in the rain,
ignored and slighted, spited yet again,
I'll tell you. Edison did not invent
the light bulb - that's what he employed me for.
Besides, I'll name a dozen scientists
who'd made a working lamp some years before.
What is he good at? He's a patent-mill!
He takes out patents like a dentist, teeth
(except that dentists never put their name
on what they've pulled). The man has got no shame.
The team has all the talent, he the grin:
we think the thoughts, and Alva cashes in.
I think he's met his match in Westinghouse.
The so-called war of currents. Who will win?
America will buy one set of goods,
and where this country leads, the others go.
To get his system in American homes,
He'd kill his grandma.
Hence this all-time low.
He's worse than Czolgosz. At the very least,
the latter had nobility, although
misguided. Alva has no other cause
beyond himself. Those motion picture-things
are here for Alva's glory. When the blow
extinguishes that poor beast's life, you'll know
whose self-promoting hand was on the tiller.
Saint Thomas Alva Edison's a killer.
Categories:
electrocute,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Light streams
Darkness dispersed;
Colours deliberate
~~~~~~~~~
Dawn arrives
Calmly magnificent;
Joy feels vivid
~~~~~~~~~
Morning permutations
Clockwork agenda rolls;
Memory and rote
~~~~~~~~~
Tensile strength barters
Testing argument collides;
Taut tempers flare
~~~~~~~~~
Moments of unease
Words in wrong order;
Conflagration attends
~~~~~~~~~
Late night excursions
Unfinished business;
Graffiti messy enough
~~~~~~~~~
Sit here and wait
Words missing voice;
No output now
~~~~~~~~~
So many things to say
Intuitive feel ventures;
Words weave wise wit
~~~~~~~~~
Uneasy glimpses
Dream within a dream;
Echoes electrocute
~~~~~~~~~
Cynic or skeptic
Wordy paradox;
Not much to say
~~~~~~~~~
Wedding dinner fare
Lovely banquet here;
Sanguine stylish smiles
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
06 November 2014
Singapore
Categories:
electrocute, change, , cute,
Form:
Haiku
like
tremor
of a leaf
in gale force wind,
that wicked fever
coursing through your fingers
electrocute my body.
your hands give me a wealth of warmth
when days are insufferably cold.
in winter, I crave your feverish touch.
Date written: 06/09/2022
Categories:
electrocute, longing, passion, simile,
Form:
Etheree
Peachy keen verboten maiden jailbait
USA plum ova ripe fruit
inevitably, inimitably, invariably,...
whets whistle pubescent magic flute
impossible mission to rein with absolute
zero sucks esse to temper acute
raging testosterone, I attribute
overbearing animal urge doth constitute
difficult surge protector
resultantly, subsequently, untimely...
not inconceivable teenage
parenthood does contribute
overwhelming responsibility
adds complex twist making destitute
expense regarding sudden newlife
analogous how simple surface
Möbius strip doth render convolute
frivolous shenanigans offer pointless dispute
buck haws fawn hook caisson
akin to holding back the tide, disrepute
fallout, whereby accountability ideally
one must distribute
between minors, who risked major shock
generally ill prepared to handle
grasping hot wire strong
enough to electrocute
call of the wild heedless,
when in throes to execute
human reproduction hard rock
tune somber sober air thenceforth
issues out magic flute
after drenching, dribbling, drooling
residual expulsions 'pon hirsute
tuft possibly engendering hyperacute
revulsion basically atavistic
copulation recalls imbrute
tell tale swollen belly of gal doth impute
culling instinctual maternal institute
fancy free footloose
promiscuity makes involute
sober reality moot point,
whether one or both kids feel irresolute
adding insult to injury
mama's papa's none to happy
swiftly kickstarts harried styled jackboot
careful pops not to damage unborn
vital umbilical cord taut as jute
strong enough to harness malamute
and/or team of huskies in conjunction with
wild horses or domesticated
breeds Equus caballus
couldn't drag away even for one minute
infinitesimal speck - trim
unmistakable to misattribute,
how basic multiplication
one cannot miscompute,
and product will upend and misroute
grandiose plans leaving
puppy love mute.
Categories:
electrocute, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Metrical Tale
He curls himself into a ball
Underneath some old newsprint
Alone, depressed and drunken
And all his money spent
This alley’s now his only home
Until the cops come around
Dog tired and hungry still
In another northeastern town
His sights were on higher ground
But the booze won the bet
He never saw it coming
As his life style is now reset
No condiments upon his comfy bed
No warm showers to step in
He fought the battle hand in tooth
But it was something he couldn’t win
Shaggy, unkempt and half starved
It’s his new lifestyle by choice
Although he blames it on that whiskey
And that unseen urging voice
He prays for warmth, he prays for death
Anything is better than this
Another cold night of shivering
As he prays death will give him that kiss
But all he receives when morning comes
Is a kick by a policeman’s boot
The Taser feels like twenty lashes
As the prongs now electrocute
He’s dropped on the outskirts of town
With a warning “never to return”
His kind was unwelcomed it seems
No more of his drunken sojourn
He’s hungry, tired and weary
With nowhere to lay his head
Life just isn’t what he expected
Too little done, enough said
Categories:
electrocute, environment, , cute,
Form:
Free verse
Just electrocute my body
Just electrocute your body
Justice knows that we are one body.
Because the universe stopped breathing,
My body is glowing, transmuting
glow'n dark
towards a lost lowing, a low yellow spark
sucking in
Everything,
Everything tainted; indiscriminate fire,
I desire to be one and two but I shall cut
And make a sweater out of the Red
Sea
part of me, we
silver mock-heroes gyrating
gilded on sunlight streams
as our life
expels from our lungs, at last, zephyr
dealing sour spindles
inserted slowly into my laughing eye.
Categories:
electrocute, dark, loss, surreal, ,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Miles away
In wires, in streams of jumbled data
Collected together
And traveling above your cities
Unnoticed by most who pass by
Feeding your homes with loud noises
And warm things that keep you alive
Plugged into a source far away
But connected all over the world
Held high by tall statues
But swing low from sweet gravity
Miles around
People join hands in circles
Connected as one
A low hum of singing voices
Unnoticed by most who pass by
Circles all over the world
The source is severed in many places
Wires down in every nation
Lines electrocute all who pass by
What must become of the trampled ions
Positives and negatives clash in between
Unwanted electricity is what they become
They start fires in every home
But the warmth is never felt
Connected all over the world
The source is severed in many places
Unwanted electricity
Is all we've become
Categories:
electrocute, confusion, introspection, people, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
Every time I hear the thunder
I sit back relax and wonder
What my life would be like
If I hadn't been struck by you
Would I still breathe
Would I still eat
Would I give up and accept defeat
My life changed the day
You were thrown at my feet
When we met you saved my life
No one else could of lifted me so high
Once I was lost
But when we met I was found
Watch as this merry goes round
My heart beats for you
I blink eat and drink for you
I'll fulfill my dreams for you
Won't accept defeat
For you I owe it all
Because with you I know I can't fall
The days start to go by
And between you and I
Things are perfect
Life without you
Wouldn't be worth it
Every time we touch
Every time I look in your eyes
Sparks fly
And I feel so damn alive
Oh watch as time flies by
You electrocute me
Stab and shoot me
Every time you make me say
Goodbye
Now the days come and go
And together we are growing old
My death will come the day that you die
Your the sight of my eyes
Without you I'm blind
But when time takes its toll
We will both take a stroll
In the end
In the end
I love you my friend
Until the end
Categories:
electrocute, appreciation, beautiful, best friend,
Form:
Free verse
My first Christmas with Lucie,
I had some qualms, you know.
No idea what to expect
when I put up light show.
Would she climb the Christmas tree,
and bring it crashing down?
Would carefully wrapped presents
be strewn there all around?
Would she chew on the light strings
and pull them off the tree,
then electrocute herself
and scream like a banshee?
Would she lap up the eggnog
and drink the bowl clean?
How about the canapés,
the rest of the cuisine?
She took one look, ran and hid,
did not conjure my fears.
Fin'lly, she laid 'neath the tree
and stayed until New Year's!
Written 12/26/18
Categories:
electrocute, cat, christmas, funny, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
The President of the United States called last night,
he spoke most curtly, demanding to know her middle name.
She sent him packing with a stinging rebuke.
Her middle name is Gertrude;
that secret she will take to her grave.
Powerful people have always sought her out.
Edison visited in the summer months,
he proposed many times,
but a man that would electrocute an elephant
just to make a fake point
could never have turned her head.
Poor Topsy.
She enjoys the half-light now,
dreams of other voice that had wooed her.
Sometimes she spies little Gertrude
peeking over the foot of her bed,
but she is not at all ready to permit her existence.
Elderly hands cover eyes.
Gertrude has taken on a life of her own
a neglected life but still able to come when called
or to follow behind or hide in the middle
of those other names.
The lady has kept many a romantic secret.
Most of her best erotic memories
she has written down with a fine cursive hand,
she keeps these missives in a carboard box
under her bed.
Perhaps with a tinge of remorse,
upon the box lid, she has printed the legend:
‘For Gertrude when I am gone.’
Categories:
electrocute, poetry,
Form:
Free verse