Brenda's new wordle from Poetry 180:
rusted-out * nods * ragged * beginning
glaze * rolling * stretched * straighten
drag * bridges * clouds * blade
What Happened When The Rain Came
Ragged clouds began where
the rusted-out bridge ended.
Thunder stretched and rolled,
razored lightning bolts
sliced the pewter glazed sky.
Wiper blades slipped off, began
to drag across the windshield.
Too late, she couldn't see.
5 comments:
The last line is full of ambivalence. Great stormy mood.
Marianne, you leave me with a sense of wanting to know more. Nice concise piece.
Pamela
somewhat sad in the end, well penned.
It took me somewhere and scared me, Marianne. I pictured myself losing vision when driving, and the image of the bridge's end came up. Geez, my heart really did skip a beat. I've had a couple close calls on the road, and did a hit a deer once. Visibility is key. Strong write.
amazing job.
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