Prelude to a Car Ride

It was a fun trip.

 Prelude to a Car Ride

 

 Free form choreography,

Upbeat Parkinson’s calligraphy.

All of their rain checks bounced

But there was no mention of you or me

Think about this:

 

I’ve known uncertainly when you’d crack

Your own blackboard shell scribbling

Hesitantly until you’d drawn a mirror

And approximated your own hell.

 

And, I know I saw myself reflected 

In your silent turtle depth

 —I said come on in—

But we both have broken through harder walls already.

You may have had to stand in lines, rigid,

But you never flinch to curve.

 

Plato’s sister was a statue

But though your hands are cold,

I know you’re perspective isn’t from

A marble gallows,

Swinging motionless, never.

 

No, your flip flops are

A flat top stage,

A blood red heart strung curtain

Call me later…

For now just grow under the heat

lamps of meaningful smiles, wild faced verdant.

 

In so many ways you tower over me in your refunded height.

They Repo’d your frown,

But misjudged its value.

And while I want to hang from trees

Feet first upside down with you,

Letting our regrets and inhibitions lose themselves;

And while I want to make up words

And two-man perfect-storm beaches

Our sandwiches in plastic bags like

Rifles, crashing through waves of grass,

 

What do you want?

I can guarantee promises of guarantees

As well as straight-faced opinions like one—

Eyed drawings:

With more honest depth

But joyfully uneven perspective,

Tilted like summer-dusk dizzy

Sack races, leaning on each other to seem

Upright, and happy because of it.

 

So, this part is up to you.

Your tongue isn’t erasable,

But I am a lot of paper,

Canvas,

Sheet music written by color-deaf

And tone-blind mimes.

Play away.

Reviews

[Charles]

Moved over here after reading your entry in the Magination contest. I see the similarity of the poetic form and will have to keep moving through your writings to see whether this is a continuous style on your part - it's really a great way to deal with the subjects of the two poems of yours I've read so far. I think you might want to substitute 'your' for 'you're' in the third line of the fourth stanza, and again I wonder about hyphenation. You don't seem to avoid it, but it seems to me that 'flat-top,' 'blood-red,' and 'wild-faced' should be included among the hyphenated adjective-phrases you have here. Just a thought, a possible bit of polish for a well-done poem. :-)

[Hi]

Very descriptive in some way, but good job! keep up the good work