What Next?
The Road Drops Here Challenge
Nervous laughter
Staccatos like machine gun fire
Cut short abruptly by deathly silence.
Leading the way, a crescent moon
Plays āHideānāseekā behind each rolling hill
Adorned with thin black ribboned road
Winding up and over
Twisting into serpentine curves
Hugging hair-pin bends.
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A gleaming āracing machineā of cherry red
Our rally driverās āpride and joyā
Ably carries his trusty navigator
Along with two shyly shrinking strangers
Gauche girls hunch, whispering in the rear seat
Wondering at this folly and madness
Their maiden Car Rally
With people, places and purpose unknown!
Why oh why did they not stay safely tucked up at home?
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Chattering, awkwardly resumesā¦
A verbal tennis match
āDā division doublesā partners
Conversation ricochets wildly āoff courtā
Its return anxiously awaited
Wishing in vain for the agony to end
All eyes strain, staring straight ahead
Focused on twin laser beams
Penetrating the blanketing fog.
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Cresting yet another hill
One quick flick of a wrist and a lever
All colour is obliterated
An ominous canvas of inky blackā¦
Simultaneous quadruple heart stoppppping shockwaves
Threaten to swamp the rudderless car
Adrift on an ocean of oblivion
All thought lost in a tempest of shock and horror
Hurtling towards their last breath, moment and memory.
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Written for the challenge below and inspired by memories of my first Youth Group Car Rally. A friend and I were travelling on a wet, winding country road, in a car with two boys we didnāt know when the car lights died on the crest of a hill, . Obviously, we survived!š
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Comments (10)
This was so wild. Looking back it's crazy the things we did when we were young. So glad you survived. Terrific entry. Nicely done!!
I loved every line of this poem! I heard the Cake song the distance in the background. Wonderful job
This is wild - I can feel the adrenaline š³
This was suffocatingly amazing!! Well done, Angie!!
Oh my, I'm so glad you guys were okay. Loved your poem!
Eek! That must have been terrifying! Well conjured, Angie. I was in the car with you, equally as worried.
I love this poem !!!!
Riveting writing Angie! Very well done!
I love how you depicted a conversation with a tennis match. I could imagine the bouncing back-and-forth of the conversation. I had a great job with this poem from a start to the finish please. This was an entertaining read.
That was an intense read, I loved it!