Tinted Flashbacks

by Hannah Lizette   May 5, 2013


Rearview mirrors
contain spotted
reminders of our
dusted identities.

Teenage sheers
trapped 'neath a
moonlit sky-roof,

words quickly became breaths,
steam strangled glass
whilst fingertips tip-toed
past unfastened seatbelts.

To this day,
I swear I still see
red and blue lights
flicker in your
pleading eyes.

Copyright 2013: Hannah K.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Wonderfully Penned Hannah!!!

  • 11 years ago

    by Formidable Muse

    I too, am a big fan of your wording. You have an incredible way with words, tieing emotion and imagery behind them, but also being short and semi-simple. Your poetry always impresses me. (:

    I love how well the beginning and the end of this poem tie in/contrast. It gives the poem an actual sense of being a flashback.

    Also, something about this seems really dark, possibly the thoughts behind the poem. I think I have an idea what it's about but at the same time, it could portray different things to different people, so I won't say what it brings to my mind.

  • 11 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    What can I say? I need to learn from you
    5>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

  • 11 years ago

    by The Poet Behind The Poems

    This was amazing Hannah , I'm always a big fan
    Of your wording

    Fingers tip toeing past unopened seat belts
    It seems like nothing but the way you craft it into the poem it's so vivid and could mean alot if read a
    Certain way ...

    Well don't again

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