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Saturday, November 5, 2011

Implosion on Highway 105

Do you remember that spontaneous
road trip when, like shards of glass,
your cutting words crashed in my lap,
shattered our happily-ever-after dreams?

Everything I thought we had
now engorged in lies, glazed over
that scarring day our future
imploded on Highway 105.

@laurie kolp

Prompt inspiration: Poetry Jam, PAD challenge

13 comments:

  1. Oh, this is good...and intense, Laurie. I can feel the emotion in this poem!

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  2. Sounds like a painful way to end a relationship.

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  3. Excellent description of a relationship gone bad.

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  4. whew...lots of time to talk on road trips...which can be a dangerous thing it seems...smiles.

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  5. I like the repetition of words and images that have to do with glass. It's subtle. I had to do a "reading" double-take.
    Thanks for your poem.

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  6. Words areso often are sharper than knives, more's the pity...

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  7. so true,

    physical wounds can be healed, not mental wounds.

    smart piece of writing.

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  8. So many wonderfully written poems here on your blog! It is a joy to come here. Your skill at setting different moods is amazing--I do hope Hwy 105 is not a real happening in your life.

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  9. I like the power your words have! I wish I could write with so much intensity and brevity!

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  10. Wherever your Highway 105 happens to be, stay safe! Nice writing ....

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