Sometimes I Do Be Like A Firecracker
Popping Off
flashes of light streaking across the sky
scattered ashes and torn bits of paper
a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye
an explosion soon followed by vapor
a scene set in motion by fire and smoke
and expectations beyond any measure
tattoos mark the sky like a fine stick and poke
bringing about both panic and pleasure
the words spill from my lips like a faucet that leaks
sometimes I'm surprised by what I'm saying
bringing attention to those hearing me speak
like salvation to those who need saving
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING
regret used to follow these outbursts of mine
shock and awe was too much for the masses
but with age I'm refined like a well aged wine
feeling bold? then please, bring your own glasses
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (3)
I'm beginning to wonder if you are unraveling your spirit and spilling out for us your soul. You are so driven and way more intense and alive poetically than your earlier work. At least what we readers know of it. This is compliment.
This is so cute. Fine Wine you are! You go girl ! Cheers 🍻
Wow, nice ❤️👌