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A Poem by Mockingbird

an airtight smile
loiters on her
empty face.

at first it transfixes
then perplexes
the beholder.

she sits amidst crowded pews
listening to closing doors
and bells of departures
compelled to run away
from an eventual past.

a phantom destiny
lies beyond this
foreclosed present.

armed with valuable nothings
she chooses a car to anywhere
as a random map unfolds
to unknown destinations.

ferries and trains
or the kindness of strangers
there's always some place else to go.

but there is solace
in the usual haunt
away from pursuers
away from the rain.

bed and breakfast
and little yellow pills
from the men in white coats
who know her so well.

she goes through the motions
she's been there before
til she gladly leaves
for the next destination.






© 2014 Mockingbird


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This is a very good poem, I like the way it tells the story with movement, with trains, with bread and breakfast, and the sadness it transports, good write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


"eventual past", one that can not be escaped? Is chasing the phantom destiny a symptom or a cause? Interesting write, your imagery is startling and hits me in the gut. Well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


A candid look into a "phantom" destiny, I liked your poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I have to say, I absolutely love this! Life in the looney bin! Well done!

Posted 12 Years Ago


this was an amazing ride on the rails of madness, your flow shard and disjointed is perfect and unique, and intertwined with self as misery, the perfect amount of peek a boo imagery which leaves the shallow minded deep with Melony expression..amazing stuff

Posted 12 Years Ago


this is an awesome poem! you set up a great tone and atmosphere, I feel like it's numb, like her emotions are I guess.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Poignantly engaging change-up -- road trip to chemically falling through the cracks in the rubber room. On the road to nowhere the pit stops scream irony.

Posted 12 Years Ago


So many places to go and so many things to do. I hope the next stop is always better than the last stop..

Posted 12 Years Ago


oh wowww, that is really great in flow and rhyme, but soo difficult vocabulary items have been used..i think i need the dictionary sooo badly to get such a poem..

Posted 12 Years Ago


I love the observations paired with the unusual vocabulary create a very unique picture of this person. I love how this seems to flow from one detail to the next, highlighting the the location and how it adds to the character, then moving on to the destination. You created such a haunting picture, and a hypnotizing poem. Fantastic work.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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