A distant mumble, a muffled drum roll.
Seconds on, come the serious decibels.
Heavy rumbling with sharp percussions.
Squeal of the steel; wheel scraping on the rail.
Metal clatter loudens then dies to silence.
Spent fares alight and new fares climb aboard.
Ting ting. The cream and green is off again,
Above it, brief flashes of lightning blue
As straying volts are lost to salty air.
Soon far off the rumbling fading away.
Categories:
loudens, life, sound,
Form: Blank verse
EXPERIMENT WITH BOILING WATER
Let your dubious interest in science not diminish;
Just watch the water-boil process from start to finish.
Gas flame is lit and well-adjusted:
As a scientist you're hot as mustard.
See the condensation on glass above water level ?
Soon you’ll have covered base of glass kettle
With the small bubbles of trapped steam you distended.
They became lines of moving bubbles and ascended
Like watery snakes looking for their surface goal
And hissing as they failed to find it in shoals.
Now they’ll rise ever more frequently, ever faster -
The rate is chosen by the experiment master.
The slight hisses become rumbles
Kettle rattle loudens as your gas flame tumbles.
Space above water level fills with steam -
The boiling makes scientist-eyes gleam.
A whistle treble starts to tremble
Then, gaining courage, it will soon resemble
The olden-days police summons pitch
Of ultra-high G or A-sharp, very rich.
I should stop now before I have trouble with the law
Of physics – for the water boiled away as we saw:
And the kettle dried out.
The experiment was over, we had left no doubt.
Categories:
loudens, science, water,
Form: Couplet
Brown eyed boy
sailing on a ship of dreams
in an ocean of blue sky
sewn with cotton seams.
Sails are filled with wind
blowing from the east.
A symphony of music
created by the sea.
Brown eyed boy
listens to the notes as
people cage his joy,
they say dreams can't last.
The music loudens, sails whip.
He knows and believes.
His heart won't let him quit,
his dreams survive on the sea.
Brown eyed boy
help me survive.
I am caged joy,
imagination deprived.
I used to be like you
dreams soaring high,
til I invited people in to
control my life.
Help me, help me
I've forgotten how to dream,
how to hope and believe
in...anything.
Categories:
loudens, love
Form: Ballade