What Rearview Mirror Is to Me

Ms. Haiku
Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
edited December 2004 in Words and Music...Communication
I posted this 8-30-04 on poetry, but it looks like it applies here as well. I wrote this poem in response to "Rearview Mirror."

Who's in the Rearview Mirror

Trees standing in a row beside a house
sway slightly in a light breeze; stand back up.
Trees bend slightly in a strong rain; stand back up.
Branches broken during a thunderstorm
are sawed for firewood then forgotten.
Struck by lightning a tree falls on the house.

Those tears were not of pain. Tears my brother
cried silently; his face red and wet, his
shirt blue and gold. I stared scared and useless.
It was then I knew that what he deserved
was not violence. That Saturday at
breakfast in the same room as a straw cross.
You left a map to your place, big brother,
when you left without a backward glance.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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  • Collin
    Collin Posts: 4,931
    rearviewmirror is such a powerful and emotional song to me. I really love your poem, I really do.
    THANK YOU, LOSTDAWG!


    naděje umírá poslední
  • grooveamatic
    grooveamatic Posts: 1,374
    you woo me once again, bella. responding to rvm is such a cool idea. and pulled off with such style!
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  • Cropduster84
    Cropduster84 Posts: 1,283
    Bibliobella wrote:
    I posted this 8-30-04 on poetry, but it looks like it applies here as well. I wrote this poem in response to "Rearview Mirror."


    You left a map to your place, big brother,
    when you left without a backward glance.


    Those 2 lines are FREAKIN awesome.

    Nice work.

    :)
    'The more I studied religions the more I am convinced that man never worshipped anything but himself.' - Sir Richard Francis Burton

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