My way, or: The highway

A Gogyohka

car careening upside down, down the hill, I relaxed; 
always my nature to accept our lack of control;
the car spinning out, smashing into, launching me through the trees
couldn't have (for nobody could have) known about the oil spill coating the asphalt highway

d’Verse Quadrille #139:

‘Closing in on the end of 2021’

The above 4 line gogyohka is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge #139.

The Quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “careen” in a Quadrille.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

81 thoughts on “My way, or: The highway”

  1. Philosophical approach to what sounds very frightening! So pleased you are here to tell the tale.

    1. It does seem philosophical, doesn’t it? But… it’s just my nature, not a philosophy, per se. I’ve never been one to panic, even as a little child.

      Thanks, Marion ❤


  2. A very forceful reminder that in circumstances we can’t control, we may still have some control over our response! The photo of the wrecked car makes me cringe. I’ve been in three accidents where my car was totaled.

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