Poem -
Electric Blue
I turn on the TV
Nothing original or new
Staring into space
An envelope without glue
Able bodied
But all I do is sit
Consciousness wasted
Double helpings of shit
Russian standard pours
Over summer fruits in a large glass
Qench me with numbness
Is all that I ask
Balance me out
Block me out from the world
Imploding freedom
I'm caged as a bird
A leaking battery
Left in the remote too long
Eject me, replace me
I don't belong
No acid to alkali
Or bone to sinew
No voltage to amperage
No electric blue
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Hello Syd...
I read this the yesterday and I was taking a short break from what I was doing...
Once in awhile I see something that I haven't watched in a long time...
Then after a few minutes I still remember what's next...
As much as I search for something good because, something new I wouldn't search anymore to watch...
Trying to find something I run my batteries out...
They don't get a chance to rot...
?
That's not a good thing either, right?
Then I can't help to wonder is it Hollywood or seriously am I just getting older?
Help Me!!
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Hi Sparrowsong, yeah I can see your point. That's probably not a good thing either.
I appreciate that you can relate.
Thanks for reading and leaving feed back
- Syd xo
Another perfectly seemless write you just gained another fan.... im amping up my efforts in hope to be half as talentednas you!
Thanks so much Rae Rae, it seems you are very much a fan of flowing poems and rhyming. I once got myself stuck in a rut where all my poems had the same rhyming sequence. It's a very easy trap to fall into. I've been trying to write free verse latey, without relying on rhymes as much but I find it difficult.
Thanks again for reading. Take care - Syd
Weirdly my mind thinks in rhyme more often than not. I drive myself crazy. I'm not the greatest w poetry but ill pat myself on the back for my rhyming abilities ???