Black Ribbon Poem by Jonny Brackney

Black Ribbon



cold air

knives

the red car drives...

snow speckles laughing
as the windshield wipers bow

he sings and defends her
from the wicked, wicked
world

her smile, suddenly
grows weak.

he goes to work

wrenching her
with questions
he'll wish he never
asked

pulls from her throat
a black ribbon of secrets

he will probably
hang himself
with.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Silentpoet Grl 19 February 2012

awesome poem. I really like this one...

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Smack Thompson 16 February 2012

yeah black ribbon out of her throat is waht got me thats an awesome line and its an awesome poem good one Jonny bro

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Scotty Dogg 13 February 2012

This IS my style. I love when he pulls the ribbon out her throat. Dark, my man! Just what I love about Jonny! I could write a short story with just this information. Dogg

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Michael Lampp 12 February 2012

This is not really my style but I love it. Keep up the good work

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Gajanan Mishra 11 February 2012

Thanks for this poem. I like it Jonny Brackney. congratulation. I invite you to read my poems nd comment.

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