Poetic Referendum(s) On Life

Foundation (No Blaze)

Our house shook.
         You --
comforted by lightning
and thunder
         Grounded,
struck by the flashes.
Rattled
like the large window panes,
My weak putty and blade
         could apply.

Years saturated,
stagnant water
trapped in our walls,
released a torment…

Plaster
Carpet
Wood
Sogged.

When we tried to repair
         despair
         regret
we lived so
         careless
         ignorant.

And there’s still rumbling
         Building
As you delight in coming event
We could burn

But this hollow house
         full of oxygen
smolders
         squashes a spark

No blaze forthcoming.

Our house shook.
I’m unsettled
and can’t settle noise
inside four walls

My roof overhead
could tumble down.


2.10.23

Bit more epic than ventured. Something I’ve been working on last few days, not a spurious offering. I forget the impetus but get the pulse, with each word building into…something?

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/sog