in the dark of a winter evening,
the first one comes off with a crackle
a miniature electric blue fireworks show.
I run my fingers
down the length of it
come up with a handful of lightning.

~RG (c) 2015


About Ruth

I am a Missionary Kid (MK) enjoying navigating this life with the unique viewpoint that has given me.
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4 Responses to Static

  1. egghill says:

    Great poem! I can see the Sparks.


  2. Kara Brown says:

    I love it!


  3. Gramma says:

    Very good Ruth. Been there myself. 🙂


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