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Post by Ramona on Jun 27, 2005 11:54:00 GMT -8
This might be a re-post, I'm not sure. Anyways, I wrote this a while ago, and it's about a person killed because she was driving drunk and stuff. Which is corny, but mostly I was experimenting with the imagery and metaphors. ----- Perforated pieces of sunlight stuck together in a collage of paper lanterns. They were reflected by a foamy substance in a red mirrored cup. Teeth flashed with perfect lines shattered by imperfect vibrations. Flashing lights swirled and multiplied their single cells or maybe it’s just me. Windows broke to black and white followed by a trip down the hall. Alcohol kisses mixed with a kitchen table encountering the wall. Introduced to ‘save the drama for your mama’ foreshadowed by her breath. She partied like a rock star and then she drove like a blind woman, With the sun catchers dangling in front of her eyes that were never really there. They disappeared and there was a moment of clarity, a moment of horror and serenity together, and then there wasn’t anything.
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Post by Queen of Rain on Jun 30, 2005 7:15:03 GMT -8
this poem starts out so well.. it almost gets too much with this art pf words sounds and similies... however then suddenly this art stops halway through, the rest isnty bad but it is such a weird contrast that it leaves the reader confused nopt with the insight in the danger of driving drunk...
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