Ariana shrugged facing Josh’s mocking clap
the stringy harmonica rang acrobatically on the streetlights.
He handed her a firebomb,
eyes sharp as vinegar.
They ran across the hot asphalt,
watching the brass kite rise.
Both caught in the whirlpool of the maze,
they guided the trumpet,
mandolin filling the air, sinking into the smokehouse.
Her jacket flared, body pitching like a haystack, cracked like an explosion.
Cigar smoke swindled
trembling hands at the phone’s text crime. Tightened waist, ribs vacant
Her throat rasped open,
gasping. Stomps flew, trumpets lit,
feathers popped, and breath spilled like bone in the dusk.
Categories:
firebomb, allegory, allusion, deep, dream,
Form: Free verse
Ariana shrugged facing Josh’s mocking clap
the stringy harmonica rang acrobatically on the streetlights.
He handed her a firebomb,
eyes sharp as vinegar.
They ran across the hot asphalt,
watching the brass kite rise.
Both caught in the whirlpool of the maze,
they guided the trumpet,
mandolin filling the air, sinking into the smokehouse.
Her jacket flared, body pitching like a haystack, cracked like an explosion.
Cigar smoke swindled
trembling hands at the phone’s text crime. Tightened waist, ribs vacant
Her throat rasped open,
gasping. Stomps flew, trumpets lit,
feathers popped, and breath spilled like bone in the dusk.
Categories:
firebomb, abortion, anxiety, cinderella, extended
Form: McWhirtle
Ariana shrugged, taking her turn,
trying to beat his rebound.
Josh clapped and mocked her,
his grimace ringing through the pinball.
Josh pulled a satellite
and held it to the wind.
His eyes, full of coldness, met hers.
“Ready to fly it?” he asked,
handing her the firebomb.
Ariana nodded gratuitously,
and together they ran across the sod field,
watching the steel-toed kite soar.
Josh scoffed as the razor dipped,
both of them caught in the vacuum of the abyss.
They took turns guiding the cloaca,
cacophony filling the air,
as it sank into the underground.
Categories:
firebomb, america, angst, anxiety, corruption,
Form: Free verse
Through heavy fighting the invaders
With crazy mind and bloody hands
We stand up to defend our homeland
Set their war gears into depressors
The cruel brutal facts are unaltered
Who’s the owner, who’s bandits
That destroyed our charming cities
Killed the kids, women and elders
Through the barbarous morality
We fume firebomb of the buildings
We’ll bravely heal your fool acting
In blue sky our hearts still fly free
We smile to send our humble glory
To people who fight foreign invaders
To people who dare own dictators
To next gen, together save humanity
Categories:
firebomb, humanity, war,
Form: Rhyme