The plane pierced into the pile, exploded loudly, Human fleshes every where .
• I heard a loud bang
• And went outside
• A bomb exploded while other people were inside
Can you image an exploded hall
That retained every bombed wall?
A from–a–tree–top fall
That didn’t disfigure The Tall?
A loud pathetic yelp
That wasn’t a call for help?
Overnight, a murderer losing his skill
To brutishly kill?
Getting into a million dollar bet
While one wasn’t near set?
And can one presume a reign
That recorded no pain?
A man ruled a Veritable Sage
Who hadn’t come of age?
A powerful claim to a brain
One had failed to train?
A truly idiotic doll
That didn’t out the tongue loll?
THE IDIOM I MADE UP IS - HE EXPLODED LIKE A PRESSURE COOKER
My son has returned to our home
He’s mouthy and just loves to moan
Now nothing is right
We constantly fight
He’s like a dog missing its bone!
His wife was once such a good looker
Her red lips she just loved to pucker
After botox and filler
She looked like a gorilla ...
He exploded like a pressure cooker!
The tension between us is rife
I’m his mum and not his ex wife
But his reaction is mean
Shouting, letting off steam
She left him because of this strife!
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TOTAL FICTION WRITE!
07~28~16
Showers of sparkling dreams
So softly surrounded me
Passion lit this mind
Unlike any dying desire
Love caressed my thoughts
Stroking ego beyond ecstasy
Delicate powerful hands touching
Willingly drowned in nirvana
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Each and every heart has lost its way
Xanadu is just fictitious, this you know.
Pain flows with love, as the wind doe s blow.
Love can be pretty or just as ugly any day.
One heart beats so different, in every way.
Dear lonely heart, listen to your spirit glow.
Each passing moment will tell the way to row.
Dream your desires, but live in reality today.
Revelations shall take your heart for a little ride.
Explosions build and fall, love has crescendos.
Veer carefully in passions lost, before you decide.
Eventual truth will guide you; out of these woes.
Respect your soul, don’t let your heart be the only guide
Every love shows, grows, though not without repose.
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