I am me,
Sixteen,
Practically grown.
Brand new car,
sleek,
Joy riding.
Patch of Ice,
Unseen,
I don't even remember.
~*~
She was there,
Sixteen,
My little girl.
I got her a car,
Happy Birthday,
She wanted to go riding.
She's gone now,
Forever,
I'll never forget.
~*~
Red light ahead,
Brakelights,
Not that it mattered.
A nice car,
new,
Sliding into me.
The crunch of glass,
Shattered,
My life changed forever.
~*~
Crossing the road,
Slowly,
Look both ways.
Didn't see anything,
Suddenly,
A scream of terror.
A flash of light,
nothing,
I feel no more pain.
~*~
This just in,
fresh,
There was a tragic accident tonight.
Four lives are lost,
Stolen,
Victims of fate and time.
Please tune in,
Tomorrow,
For the morning star gossip.
Author notes
I chose option A. Alright, this is a lot of points of view. They are:
1. The sixteen year old driver.
2. The mother of the sixteen year old.
3. A person in a car that was hit.
4. A person crossing the street that was hit.
5. The evening news spokes person.
There are several lessons in this poem. Two main themes are: Things can change in an instant. And, the world keeps turning in the face of a tragedy.
A contest entry
- Yet another Options Contest by Ravenblood.
450 points, ended December 3, 2006, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think! (and if you have sugestions for the last stanza, they are appreciated!)
Comments
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wow- there havn't been to many entries in this option. thank you - i love the way you ahve done this and with the many differant view points. its amazing. thank you so much for entering and good luck
Claire
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