jerry hughes

Veteran Poet - 1,344 Points (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)

Lines That Separate - Poem by jerry hughes

I have a sense of desperation because
the next turn on this rutted road is blind.
I'm unable to control my direction, or destiny.

Headlights on high beam mar my vision.
I can't see the white lines that separate life
from serious injury, or death.

Then it happened, my mind turned off.
I pressed the accelerator to the floor,
relishing the eerie squeal of the tyres
and the oncoming horrendous crash.

'No need to rush, ' a paramedic said.
He's terribly dead.'


Comments about Lines That Separate by jerry hughes

  • (11/10/2007 1:30:00 AM)


    'Terribly dead' is brilliant. The lines that separate are a brilliant metaphor for the mind going off the rails - either in a dream or in a moment of irrationality. Thank god your inner child has thus far kept you safe. A fascinating piece that helps the reader understand. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

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  • (11/5/2007 2:16:00 PM)


    Jerry, the poetic vision (as encapsulated in the last two lines) is also terribly good! Rgds, Ivan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 5, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011


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