This bright wood he built with
only her in mind. It waited hitched
to a pair of horses for her to ride
shotgun beside him into the future
on their wedding night.
This bright wood -- carved and
and painted with gingerbread --
colors and details the dreams he
attempted while trying to persuade
her and the butterflies to remain.
This bright wood stays shaded
under a tree heavy with pears
close by the barren plans they made
together before she was laid
down in the ground alone.
6 comments:
well done.
Such intensity in the colors and emotions.
Someone put much time and work into that wagon. I like your poem.
I love how that brightly coloured wagon compelled your beautiful writing!
Love this, amazing why he built it, and amazing still when she is gone. It is still beautiful beyond words.
good words.
have you watched the film version of The Adventures of Ociee Nash? i'm thinking you should.
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