Flesh

I like taking my conceptual physics class just for fun. What I wind up doing is taking a few words out of what topic he's discussing, and trying out a poem. It usually winds up completely different than how I expected, but usually quite pleasantly.
Today's topic was magnetism and electric fields, in case you couldn't tell.






We felt to wander through the night;
We could smell the coming rain,
There was no-one else in sight;
No rules and no restraints.

Simple energy, Charge in motion

That's when the lightning broke,
The wind and rain came hitting hard,
A branch crashed down off an oak,
So we cut across a yard.

Magnetic, Pure vibration

We came upon an abandoned school;
Where knights and dragons roamed no more,
Knowing now what we'd come to do;
We broke inside through the back door.

Electric current, Undulation

That's when I took you, in those empty halls,
Lovecraftian verses enscribed on your arms,
You walked to me, your skirt falling back to the floor;
Bare moonlight on your naked flesh - you nearly glowed

Atomic matter, Raw Attraction

I had you in the night, our heat pressed to the marble floor,
I bent to kiss your sweat; the tinge of salt was warm,
Your ragged breath drew in, your nails dug in my form,
All in tune to the drum of the pounding thunderstorm

All we are is charge in motion

I'm moving

I'll still post on here occasionally, especially when I write a story that I really like. But I'm moving to protagonize.
www.protagonize.com/author/jeranger .

it helps me connect to other writers a whole lot more, but this place will then remain my little quiet online sanctuary, with my only two readers :).

Undertow

It was when I stood there in the night
Watching madmen in the light
The fire cast upon them shone
In the demon's cackling tone
And in their eyes I saw that fight
And in their eyes I saw my home

With waves crashing over my head and where
My body screamed out for the heat of the flare
My mind still relished the murderous cold,
Pain and retribution for my atone.

They call to me 'come back, come back!'
And the shadows contort their form to black
My breath escapes, the silver fingers of my heart
Grasp for freedom in the dark
The light goes dim, is the fire out?
And in the distance I hear them shout
But the cold embraces and from within
I feel the waters' deep beckon me in.

I turn to face you - I see you weep
And as I swim, I kick, I feel the deep
it grabs me, holds me, beats me 'til
I hear it cry 'be still, be still',
And a saline pain becomes my fill
While the night - so stark- falls truly dark


My clothes slack off, and from a slit
I see blue skin contort and twist
I hack, I cough, and cast it out
that vile salt and deathly clout
The fire and its gaze call home to shore
Returning from the eternal black
I recognize your face once more -

You've brought me back