Paisley Coats » Free Verse http://www.paisleycoats.com Tiny Odd Pics Fiction & Poems Sat, 16 Apr 2011 16:06:49 +0000 en hourly 1 Mile Zero http://www.paisleycoats.com/2009/10/05/mile-zero/ http://www.paisleycoats.com/2009/10/05/mile-zero/#comments Mon, 05 Oct 2009 19:00:40 +0000 Melony Dott http://www.paisleycoats.com/?p=158 
AC/DC blasting we drive
a stolen car for the reservation
legal bottle rockets
but at every stop find
shops closed for Sunday's rest

Despite this we drive on
through the dry New Mexico
spring slumped in the wide back
seat while stunted evergreens sweep
back into the sand-colored
scenery until at MILE
0 we turn back

No one else notices
that green marker
among the weeds
nor would they care

One highway
opens; the other
disappears
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AC/DC blasting we drive
a stolen car for the reservation
legal bottle rockets
but at every stop find
shops closed for Sunday's rest

Despite this we drive on
through the dry New Mexico
spring slumped in the wide back
seat while stunted evergreens sweep
back into the sand-colored
scenery until at MILE
0 we turn back

No one else notices
that green marker
among the weeds
nor would they care

One highway
opens; the other
disappears

3 Things About This Free Verse

  1. The wilder days of my youth were really not so wild.
  2. The car was stolen only in the sense we didn’t tell the owner we were taking it.
  3. They might have actually lent it to us if we had asked.
]]> http://www.paisleycoats.com/2009/10/05/mile-zero/feed/ 0 Allegory of the Wasp http://www.paisleycoats.com/2009/09/25/allegory-of-the-wasp/ http://www.paisleycoats.com/2009/09/25/allegory-of-the-wasp/#comments Fri, 25 Sep 2009 19:00:57 +0000 Melony Dott http://www.paisleycoats.com/?p=116 
Beyond the window shade, shadows
        shift, shapes bend

Sting, antennae, wing veins, twitching
        abdomen

I try to decide on which side
        the wasp crawls

Its silhouette slips as it flips
        through a hole

On the screen
    the wasp draws itself
        awkward lines
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Beyond the window shade, shadows
        shift, shapes bend

Sting, antennae, wing veins, twitching
        abdomen

I try to decide on which side
        the wasp crawls

The silhouette flips as it slips
        through a hole

On the screen
    the wasp draws itself
        awkward lines

3 Things About This Poem

  1. I started writing this poem over eight years ago.
  2. It ends in a haiku and so is something like a haibun.
  3. If you like you may draw parallels to Plato’s allegory of the cave. Go ahead.
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