A random mix of works in progress.

Let's make a show,

When least expected.

Let's make it grow.

Danger detected.

It's time to surmise 

On what will become.

I'll get bigger in size.

You're under my thumb.

Scenarios repeat,

Increasing in sound.

I'll fade to discreet,

Until our next round.

 A very quick pose. No time for detail. Water soluble crayon.

Conflict

 

Watch out for gravity.

It pushes us down.

We're compressed and heavy,

with blustering sound.

We'll collapse and crumble

from pressure and weight,

but no one will see it,

before it's too late.