Thursday, April 30, 2015

Poem 2


 

Home

 

Where men in big trucks lift three fingers off the steering wheel

To say hello down a two-lane back road.

 

Where rumors spread faster than the scent of cow manure

Spread over fields in the spring time.

 

Where a four way stop is the closest thing to an intersection.

Take the road between the little store and the old fire house. You’ll see nothing but fields for two miles.

 

Where the neighbor’s cows replace the need for an alarm clock.

“MOOOOO”. 6 A.M. on the dot.

 

Where going into “town” means driving 25 minutes to the closest Walmart,

Where you cannot leave without seeing a dozen people you know.


Where thick dust from corn-plowing combines completely covers your car

Right after you just washed it.

 

Where a sky on fire over an open green field

Takes your breath and worries away.

 

This will always be home.

4 comments:

  1. Remember to put the punctuation inside the quotation marks. I like the images and how they seem very insignificant but yet that are the things that what make home for you. I think you can add just a tiny bit more imagery to the images by addressing smells or touch.

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  2. I agree with Sade, I especially like the line with rumors and spreading like cow manure. I can imagine these very well with the sounds and smells you included.

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  3. I agree with both Pariis and Sade, it has a lot of imagery and I can relate to your hometown. I like how you said about the closest Walmart because it allows the reader to picture the distance.

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  4. I agree with Sade, the imagery can be heightened. I like how structured the poem is and the isolation of the last line, it intensifies the speakers emotion toward the home.

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