Wednesday

Never know now




 Troth isn’t truth till it’s tested.

Never know now

“I thought we were roommates,” they said.
But we’re not.
A covenant of convenience is quickly crashed
Like a motor piloted by multiple drivers … or none.

No radiant rhythm a helix undoes.
And winding ways whirl wanderers awry,
Leaving only rubber tread marks.
“I thought we were roommates,” they said.

A borrowed corkscrew marks the place,
Recalling revelries and wild adventures
And pointing to fervent friends,
But we’re not.

Coiling spirals may sound redundant,
Especially if uttered in a taxing rasp.
But the emphasis bears merit.
A covenant of convenience is quickly crashed.

When we skip our standards and merely improvise,
Where do we land?
If we ignore our allegiance, do we not become
Like a motor piloted by multiple drivers … or none?
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson





This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

31 Days of Poetry and Writing: Write about believing without seeing. (9)
31 Writing Prompts: What do you like to do during car rides, if you’re not the driver? (9)
ABC Wednesday: “N”
Daily Post: “realize” (6)
Meme Express: “taxing”
OctPoWriMo: “spiral” – with “helix,” “winding,” “corkscrew,” and “coiling” – CASCADE POEM (9)
One-Liner Wednesday: “I thought we were roommates.”
Simply Snickers: “improvise”
Three Word Wednesday: “radiance,” “rasp,” and “rhythm”



#OctPoWriMo #BeWOW #1linerWeds


Image/s:
Adapted from public domain image –
31 Days logo – created by this user,
including public domain artwork.

Feel free to follow on Google Plus and Twitter. Please visit my Amazon author page as well.

6 comments:

  1. good writings... and imaginative

    Have a wonderful ABC-day / – week
    ♫ M e l ☺ d y ♫ (abc-w-team)
    http://melodymusic.nl/abc-wednesday-19n/

    ReplyDelete
  2. Your poem ought to be one that drivers, especially new ones, read each year.

    ReplyDelete
  3. improv works in some fields, not all!
    ROG, ABCW

    ReplyDelete