Jolted
July 17, 2010
The next couple of poems I will be sharing were written several years ago when I was working with my daughter on a school poetry project. I was writing mostly from a subconscious stream. Make of it what you will.
Lightning
going down
drawn swift,
pulled tight
just by my wanting it.
You flashed and flew
marking the target
on the grid
of my once
placid morning.
I’m in shock.
And the Other Thing Is... 
my head is ringing
with a rock and roll tune
and i think that you left
and exit wound
you’re a shock
This delights. Love the title, too.