(NaPoWriMo Day #1 Poem)
Hands grip the steering wheel
At two and ten o’clock
White-knuckled and trembling
A drop of sweat rolls
Down his nose and waits
As if waiting to jumpHe’s tempted to lift
Foot off of brake
To push pedal to carpet
To leave the scene
To not take the blame for
What he has doneA discreet glance left
A bolder peek right
A head raise to
Review mirror hints freedom
Foot eases to gas
A drop of sweat falls free
Will, any chance of a cloudy day art poetry slam in DC soon?
csuspect
April 1st, 2008
Hey Chris,
Yes, that is definitely on my list of things to do. Things are kind of busy now, but I’m shooting for this summer.
Will
April 2nd, 2008
Will,
Great kickoff. The poem is so intense the first time i read it I thought he had killed someone, or was going to kill himself. After a couple of readings, I thought he might have just dinged a mirror. I love the intensity of the whole thing. And the locating in the title is awesome.
Here’s to a great month.
thom
thom
April 2nd, 2008
Thanks, Thom.
I really enjoyed writing this one. It was the first poem I wrote in
about 4 months.
Putting myself in that sweet spot of creativity was something I sorely missed.
I picked up the title trick from Ted Kooser’s book. You can set the
scene for the poem before the reader even starts the first line. You
don’t have to try to write the scene into what you really want the
poem to be about.
Thanks for being such a big encouragement with your words and your
podcast. Still subscribed!
Will
April 2nd, 2008
This has me enthralled. There’s dirty things afoot in that parking garage …
Re: DC poetry slam — I should be in the District in July and early August. If you hold it then, I will be there!
Josette
April 2nd, 2008
Josette,
Hmmm…July, huh?
Ok, I’m going to settle on a tentative date and get the plans in motion!
Will
April 2nd, 2008