Flying a kite in an electrical storm
Frying an egg in the desert sand
Parachuting into a big, red barn
Pitching a tent in quicksand
My army training prepared me well
Stayed calm midst crises, never yelled
The consummate pro... 'til I babysat five kids one night
Said, "Go to sleep now, kids," and turned out the lights
Categories:
electrical storm, adventure, children, judgement, military,
Form: Rhyme
It's hot, sweaty and sticky,
A cat just finds a shady place and they are not to picky.
When it's cold we always complain,
When it's hot we just do the same.
But at least when it's cold you can cover up and keep warm,
But in the heat you have to be careful it does not do you harm.
The relief from the heat usually comes in a sharp electrical storm,
The hopefully the temperature will return to the norm.
The storm comes with fat drops of rain,
Then we can look out and begin complaining again.
Categories:
electrical storm, cool, day, environment, nature,
Form: Rhyme
She was depressed,
Sometimes it would take awhile
To feel it, know it,
But this time she could literally see it.
Her eyes had sunk into her clouded mind
Shading all she saw.
The sun hurt her,
Mild days troubled her spirit,
Dull days sent her deeper
Into a misery she could not define
Or explain away.
It seemed that her inner climate was victim
To her outer climate.
One thing only could enliven her soul,
Just one, that was thunder and lightning,
Only a great and dangerous electrical storm
Could drag her out of her downcast blues.
Yesterday was the happiest day
she had known for ages.
She thrilled at the climatic chaos over her head,
Her heart pounded and leapt - although
She was safely indoors.
She laughed out loud,
Wild with a new sense of vivacity and life.
Her body needed this super-charge
To be fully awake, fully alive!
The next day a relative found her
Naked on the bed
Quite dead.
Categories:
electrical storm, poetry,
Form: Free verse
My Own Obscurity.
Tears of grief.
Crooked Mind.
Hunched sloping shoulders with head hung low.
Burdened with embellished memories of confusion through pain.
Cry of mind...
Like an electrical storm, energizing anger with flashes of light.
Fluctuating between boyhood and this broken man,
Searching in raw structural reflection. Confused-
What is love? What is actual love?
Immense turbulent feelings of guilt in mammoth proportions
Never to trust again!!
A little boy-nurtured and tortured with no care or morality towards him.
Trauma of sexual,physical and emotional pain,
Soul being taken-
Ripped apart and destroyed, time and time again.
Now- A Professional Towering in Reputation among all who know me.
Impulse towards perfection and creativity,
In an attempt to cleanse my body and mind.
A testament:-
All sacrificed victims are as one-
The child within me represents them all.
My emotional skeleton is the gravestone of all sacrificed innocence.
My world of loneliness.
Let me be.
Categories:
electrical storm, abuse, change, conflict, confusion,
Form: Free verse
Dispicable me
Need I not say
Just learn to play the game
Hit one out of the park
Now living in the 18th century in the dark
Being forced to use your imagination again
Do you wish for quality or quanity?
Nothings cured...
It can only be managed
So you go to your legal drug dealer
Sign your name on blank paper in blood
Now call it even
All drugs legal or not are corupting your very soul
No stopping the enevitable
No dealer has safety as a main priority
Its just a frustrating vicous cycle
Oh, at least your laundries done
While coming undone
Do up the buttons
But nothing matches
You begin to lose sense of reality
Your surroundings are just a fuzzy glare
Pumped full of enough pills to knock out an elephant
Attempting to reases your enviroment
While other beings are playing toss with your brain
You can feel your brain going on short circut wires
An electrical storm is ragging in your mind
In hopes to find the ancient relm of a lost civilization
But there hidden in the many layers (of skin)
Just watch out before someone pulls the pin from this deadly granade
In hopes of winning this war
But there's no horizen
Your minds still playing tricks on you
Categories:
electrical storm, life, drug,
Form: Prose Poetry
There is a magnetic field
That is keeping my love sealed
A force so strong it is intense
Just like and electric fence
That shocks me each time we touch
But I just can't get enough
Of this static overflow
I am just about to blow
And release a shock so large
The amount of my discharge
Will send waves of love right through
The core, soul and heart of you
You will know my love is real
With the heat your body feels
The tazeing I will supply
Is coming out of my eyes
Beams of romance I will shoot
At you looking very cute
All this energy is warm
Like and electrical storm
Flashing bolts of big bright light
Making a romantic night
Categories:
electrical storm, love, romantic, , cute,
Form: Rhyme
“Egads and little fishes”
Reminds me of my dear old mum
Covering her head uttering this phrase
Thunder made her come undone
Terrified by each electrical storm
Dear mum would nearly passed out
With thunder, lightning, and pelting rain
She'd cower in a corner throughout
Really felt bad, she was truly scared
Tried hard not to laugh at the sight
Of mum with her apron over her head
Praying hard with all of her might
Things that happen during childhood days
Stay with us as by us life swishes
I'll always remember mum's little saying
“Egads and little fishes”
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
electrical storm, humorous, mom, mum,
Form: Quatrain
Welcome to the first entry in the book of will
Where lyrics and emotion mix to show how i feel
Bred from stars i shine like a man of steel
Looking for a master? Believe me i fit that bill
An intricate mind blessed with lyrical explosions
Not just poems, i rap with deadly repercussions
My brain transmits like an electrical storm
Immense intellect risen from years of pain and scorn
I'm complicated, mind a little bit mysterious
Playing tricks on you, have you thinking that you're delirious
My syllabus for this is that i speak my mind in rhyme
Backed by a musical sound my fingers unwind
Some hate me because my mind a little bit complex
Who knows what it will think out next
Syllables catastrophic to the intellect of misinformed
Leaving people devastated, destroyed after a storm
I am Will Will i am and i Will terminate
Shocks to the crowd as they try and relate
I welcome you, keep track of this book of will
It will surprise you when you see the way i feel
Categories:
electrical storm, black african american, freedom,
Form: Rhyme Royal
I am but alone, on a world so far from home
Scouting out there somewhere, deliberation is my roam
Territories I now enter, the unknown to us mankind
To learn we have to enter, then knowing is what we find
I exit from where I landed, a so different world from earth
A view I see astounds me that it beggars belief it's worth
Rippled oceans in reflect from it's heavens of colours great
Cobalt statues in shadow stand so proud and straight
Above I see the stars, so much closer to home than they are
Planets that reflect our sun, a reverse sunset now stares
To my left an electrical storm, forking into it's abyss
Then clouds that quickly seemed, now gone as if in wish
To sit here where I sit, where possibly no one has sat before
Witnessing sights we assume never seen, one can only but adore
What highlights it for me, is when our sun arises as it has done
Is this where I plant a beacon, to allow a new colony to run
Categories:
electrical storm, fantasy, world,
Form: Quatrain