"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Poetry Survived


A sunlit Tuesday
was almost my last.
Another’s distraction
left me encased
in crushed metal and glass.
White light beckoned,
but red light revived.
My mind forever altered,
but poetry survived.


©Susie Clevenger 2011
dVerse Poetics-Play with color

30 comments :

Templeton's fury said...

laundry goddess,
this is the best one yet.
xo
templeton

Claudia said...

poetry IS a survivor..luckily...and helps us survive...sometimes i wouldn't know where to go with my emotions if i couldn't write them into words...i like the crushed metal and glass image a lot..

Claudia said...

poetry IS a survivor..luckily...and helps us survive...sometimes i wouldn't know where to go with my emotions if i couldn't write them into words...i like the crushed metal and glass image a lot..

Dave King said...

As poetry always does! Excellent.

Brian Miller said...

wow that is pretty vivid...a near death experience will certainly change you...glad poetry survived

Heaven said...

An accident or death? I like this line :

My mind forever altered,but poetry survived.

Nice to see you here ~

Kerry O'Connor said...

Those last four lines are sublime! One feels that there is a huge story left unspoken in this short piece.

insanebloom said...

Lovely, profound.
I like the ending a lot.

Ginny Brannan said...

Susie,
To survive, to overcome such major adversity, and come out the other end of it with your gift of words intact. And we readers get to reap the reward of your beautiful writing! Tough to imagine coming so close to that white light... so glad you made it. :-)

Kathy Bischoping said...

Ha, I took it in combination with your Laundry Goddess title and pictured a mangled washer dryer with its red and white lights still in crazy function.

The Gooseberry Garden said...

love the title.
well done....

Victoria said...

Wow! Scary moment and I'm glad you survived to share your beautiful poetry with us. The white light/red life use worked well.

Mary said...

How awful to have experienced something like this! How long were you hospitalized?

I especially like 'White light beckoned, but red light revived.'

And poetry INDEED survived!

Denise Moncrief said...

I'm glad the poetry survived!

Laurie Kolp said...

What a horrible experience... but you are a miracle and can now share your beautiful gift with the world! Maybe you're not scrapbooking in the technical sense anymore, but you are with your words... and I'm so glad.

Fireblossom said...

I can't imagine what this experience must have been like. Your poetry wanted to be spoken...our good luck.

Marian said...

i still can't believe you went through that, suzie. you write beautifully.

Abin Chakraborty said...

Kudos and stay safe!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

We are so lucky that you and your poetry survived! Wonderful poem, Susie.

Robert Gibson said...

First time here! This is an awesome piece of writing... and I'm so glad that you AND your poetry survived!

Hannah Pratt said...

How terrible. I am glad you are alright.

Susie Clevenger said...

Thank all of you so much for your kind comments...I have overcome so much...There were many days of trying to get back to "me" Finally I had to welcome the person that was born out of that car accident.

Kim Nelson said...

What a clear and brilliant, poetically-attractive description of what had to have been a horrific experience. You have come through blessed and gifted, Susie!

Mary Ann Potter said...

Wow. A very straightforward poem accompanied by that dramatic photograph. (I have had two PT Cruisers and now drive a Chevy HHR. The photo of the little PT shows me how very blessed you are.)

Teresa said...

Pretty scary!

Kay L. Davies said...

That is a very scary photo, and a very brave poem, Susie. We're so fortunate to have you, and your poetry as well.
K

Margaret said...

Horrifying image, that car. How quickly life can change. You are a very strong woman and beauty flows from you onto the page. It is a gift and you share it generously.

Susie Clevenger said...

Thank you Robert for your words and your visit.

Susie Clevenger said...

Again I would like to thank each of you for your wonderful support...It means so much to me.

Mary said...

I came back again to see if you mentioned how long you were in the hospital. Probably not important to the poem, but I came back anyway because I was sincerely interested.

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