A Rainy Evening with Turn Signal
by Windshield Wiper
love
me
love
me
love
me
I say
swishing
back
and forth
most of the time,
I'm silent
I can hear her
ticking
left left left
or
right right right
but cannot answer
ah, blessed rain
that gives me voice
love
me
I say
love
me
she is quiet
oh can't we turn?
love
me?
I say
love
me?
right right right
she says.
© 2015 Tabatha Yeatts. All rights reserved.
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OMG! This is wonderful! With a satisfying conclusion. Love it, Tabatha!
ReplyDeleteI laughed when I read Diane's "OMG"– that was what I said in my email when I first read this poem, right Tabatha? This poem hits you right in the heart. Something I never thought possible from a love story between car parts. Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys! It's a great prompt.
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing cleaver at first I was think wipers that would be different also I LOVE this :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful, Tabatha! Thanks for the morning smile (driving in the rain will never be the same....)
ReplyDeleteHoly cats, Tabatha! WONDERFUL. Just perfect.
ReplyDeleteJust marvelous. Love, love, love this one.
ReplyDeleteMost creative love poem I've ever read, Tabatha. Love every 'swish'.
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