View from the Passenger Seat

Day 3, #Reverb10

Prompt: Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors). (by Ali Edwards.)

View from the Passenger Seat

Once I sink against the leather–
GPS Daniel having accepted
Our destination–
Once we have buckled
With coffee stowed…

I become feather light with
The air of tire noise
Moving us away.
Daniel drones on in his
Automated accent,
But I hardly hear.

In our climate-controlled
Shuttle to Vacationland,
Rolling along the WPA
Dream road, I sketch myself
Into the landscape–
Just another happy
Bluebird, nesting in favored
Hiding place.

From here, from here
I can see forever:
Windturbines realized.
Acid-washed barns
Reaching into gravitational
Certainty.

Wedged into the seat
By ignored activity bags
Too busy doing nothing,
For once,
Occupied, well-enough:
Trading Oujia board imaginations
With my driver,
And snapping up the
Flashing poetry
Of sky and field.

This post is part of a daily writing project called #reverb10. Find out more & join in this creative exercise here.

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Elizabeth Howard

Elizabeth writes literary non-fiction, haiku, cultural rants, and Demand Poetry in order to forward the cause of beautiful writing. She teaches and speaks about the rhetorical impact of beautiful writing. A recent transplant to Connecticut, she calls London, Kansas City, and Iowa home. 

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