snap crackle pop

[ntropyincarnate]

this was written at 3 am so i'm not really sure how it turned out...lol

snap crackle pop
streaks beneath the surface
see you’ve got this image and
what you don’t know won’t hurt you
pop crackle snap
the limitless possibilities
it's art, really
it’s an intricate ballet
pop
the joints are straining
crackle
more and more each day
snap
time’s getting short
pop pop crackle snap pop
crazy can’t be so controlled
oh, but there you’re wrong
art is overrated
crackle pop snap
oh look, you broke it
like that little glass dancer doll
it was pretty wasn’t it
pop snap crackle
but some things you’ll never find
no matter how many times you break it
you’re just making a mess
pop snap pop
as many times as you break it
you won’t see -
the dance is never over
snap crackle pop

[tailor STATELY]

An enjoyable read.

Visions of bubble-wrap, et al, surrounding the inside of one's skull.

I could hear every snap, crackle, and pop as I read your poem.

[hillwalker]

It's an original piece of writing and has a certain sense of surrender to it - that everything in this life ends with one of those 3 sounds: not with a bang or a whimper, but a snap, crackle or pop.

On a personal note, I am not overly fond of prologues telling us how the poem came to be written and how readers might respond to it. The poem should be allowed to stand or fall on its own merits. And in this instance your poem doesn't need any extra help. Well done.

H

[Delta40]

ah rice bubbles....