The family returns
In a jovial mood
Plenty of energy
Plenty to do
With a smile on her face
She makes an observation
Of the cloudless sky
And the sunny disposition
The words are lost
As radiation and static
blanket the house
save for the attic
One by One
They all grow stoic
In emotionless anticipation of the next flashing flick
Muscles relax and pupils dialate
Family and furnature fuse into a tasteless cake
Not unlike majestic lightning crashing through a cloudless sky
I watch in subconscious disgust
As free thought is raped, then swept away as dust
Enjoyable read. If I get it right, you're not a fan of the way your family sits in front of the TV and wastes there wonderfully gorgeous day out side. Cleverly written with a nice style.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed your imagination through this poem. Well done! keep writing....; D