Thursday, August 20, 2015

First Car Wreck


I saw the stop sign.
I just didn't stop.

Didn't even try
               to look in my mama's eyes
               when I lied about it
               Police car in the driveway
               red and blue lights

to hit the brakes
               mistake, officer,
               I hit the gas by mistake

or explain
               the urge
               the surge of adrenaline
               the raw, fleeting joy.

They said I must have been chasing some boy.

I saw the stop sign.
I just didn't stop.


For Susie's prompt at Real Toads

17 comments:

Marion Lawless said...

Love the double entendre. Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!!!!!!!!! ;-) xo

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wowzers! Knocked my socks off. I especially love the "raw, fleeting joy."

Susie Clevenger said...

A drive on the wild side..I had a few of those, felt the "raw, fleeting joy." There was usually a boy involved. :) Thanks so much for taking part in the prompt.

Fireblossom said...

Oh, the urge to cut loose and just be reckless and dangerous. To flip off your devils AND your angels and just leap. I love this, and almost chose this same picture myself.

Fireblossom said...

ps--I don't think I really said that this is also scary and self-destructive. Yes, and...?

Hannah said...

I LOVE how you write the why behind this abandoned, vine embraced car, MZ...brilliant!

ayala said...

Living on the wild side, cool !

Other Mary said...

Great write, Thelma.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Love this! Spot on :D

Sylvia K said...

Terrific as always and I find myself shaking my head and asking -- "how do you do it??" And I am so glad you do and share it!! Have a great weekend!!

Outlawyer said...

The poem surges too. Thanks, MZ> k.

brudberg said...

Sometime we have to go past those stopsigns.. why even bother to explain, though the consequences might sting.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Ah! What a wonderful way to capture the free spirit of youth in juxtaposition with the sensible voice of adulthood.

kaykuala said...

The crazy antics but the joys of youth were kept silently in memory! Rules then were made to be broken and loving it. When caught one was forgiven and let off on pleadings 'didn't know it was wrong, swear!' Thanks for the memory MZ!

Hank

C.C. said...

What a story to go with the picture!! Like the bit about not making eye contact with Mamma!!

jewel grey said...

Excellent.

grapeling said...

perfect ~