scenic route #27
i drove to the mountains once
because i couldn’t leave you from here
i tied asphalt ribbons in my hair
and sang louder than 12-ton thunder
but everywhere i went had already been touched
by the same sky i’d left you holding
in a balloon the color of loneliness
tied to your wrist to mark you
as the strange lost child
i could never reclaim
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A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month.
This post is part of NaPoWriMo.
Also joining in with PAD (poem a day) over at Writer’s Digest.
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Also linking in over at dVersePoets for Poetics,
with the rhythm of the road.
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April 22nd, 2014 at 10:59 am
You recreate a time, an incident and a personal feeling here that reminds me vividly of my own past–like being there again–which is what poetry is all about.
April 22nd, 2014 at 1:23 pm
Not to mess up too many metaphors, but each pair of lines is like warm cocoa and a gut punch at the same time. Brilliant, Kell. 🙂
April 22nd, 2014 at 2:33 pm
Sooz sent me here and after sipping just this one poem I’m thirsty for more. I literally have chills…
April 22nd, 2014 at 2:35 pm
Wistful, sad, terrible in its beauty, its movement. Like the lines /i tied asphalt ribbons in my hair/ & sand louder than 12 ton thunder/ a poem of loss, but also of travel; very nice use of the prompt.
April 22nd, 2014 at 3:05 pm
such a melancholic feel to this…an so much beauty…
April 22nd, 2014 at 3:29 pm
A very stunning poem. >KB
April 22nd, 2014 at 3:46 pm
beautiful write… and sad… makes me think of the time I got lost in the store when I was little… ugh, that was no fun.
Also, very bold metaphors!
April 22nd, 2014 at 4:25 pm
dang…tight with emotion…i can see them like a little lost child with their balloon…cool on asphalt ribbons too….well crafted little piece that def conveys the feeling…
April 22nd, 2014 at 5:13 pm
Wow… this leaves me wanting more!
April 22nd, 2014 at 5:36 pm
I specially like the ending couplet ~ Beautifully written Kelly ~
April 22nd, 2014 at 6:01 pm
“I tied asphalt ribbons in my hair” – amazing line! Your whole poem was so well written…it left me with an ache of sorrow.
April 22nd, 2014 at 6:28 pm
Vibrant imagery and a wistful tone. I enjoyed this very much.
April 22nd, 2014 at 7:29 pm
it is the same sky isn’t it… sometimes what in our backyard is more foreign than the places we travel to
April 22nd, 2014 at 7:47 pm
Beautiful. Favorite line “…by the same sky I left you holding” Brava!
April 22nd, 2014 at 8:10 pm
Sad and beautiful.
April 22nd, 2014 at 10:03 pm
Melancholy can never be more beautiful than this.. The imagery of asphalt in the hair is really stunning.
April 22nd, 2014 at 10:18 pm
absolutely stunning words, as always.
in my fondest…
April 23rd, 2014 at 1:17 am
this was just right!
April 23rd, 2014 at 2:22 am
It’s the same sky that covers us all, yet every life is different. A wistful memory poem.
April 23rd, 2014 at 4:13 am
yes, brilliant ~
April 23rd, 2014 at 9:04 pm
This. Is. Awesome. LOVE it!
April 23rd, 2014 at 11:41 pm
There’s a lovely touch of sadness about this, and one which is compelling as well.