City Brush

City Brush

A Poem by Waconda Springs

The Fewtch


All the chaos

of a runaway

bus leaping

like a smile over

the green green grass,

like a grin bleeds

ripped silver

The exuberance

of length

almost over

shadowed by sardines

pressed screams under glass

Headlight eyes

bus eyes

your eyes

Lost and thrilling

A plane

losing altitude

somewhere over


© 2015 Waconda Springs

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Out of nowhere - you become a writer I am enamored of. Kansas-love? Dunno. You have the simplicity, the wavelength I have always enjoyed -

Posted 2 Weeks Ago

Waconda Springs

2 Weeks Ago

Muchas gracias. The dig is reciprocal.
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Portrays the events of the action in perfect sequence, starts out beautifully and ends in devastating peace.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago

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this constructs such a scene in few words, the broken sentences add pace, a rushed, disorderly emotion to the poem

Posted 10 Months Ago

I like this. Makes me think of a plane going down in slow motion, tiny faces screaming soundlessly behind all the little glass window bubbles. Makes me think of inevitability.

Posted 11 Months Ago

There are some lines here that read nice - to me. Lines like "a runaway bus leaping like a smile" - "Headlight eyes bus eyes your eyes Lost and thrilling" ...

I'm basic when it comes to poetry, and don't invest in much of what might be the insinuated cleverness of a poet and their riddling: in view of that, I can not understand what this is supposed to be saying beyond describing a crash in the sea - perhaps it's a bus, a plane, or supermen (a co-op of crazies)...

Posted 1 Year Ago

headlight eyes
bus eyes
your eyes
lost and thrilling

I love this. All of this. Your style is divergent and intriguing.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Chenin Marie

1 Year Ago

Your writing is great. I think we all mess around with our writing a few times. I'm not sure the cap.. read more
Waconda Springs

1 Year Ago

Constantly. Constantly messing. The capitalization gives it a little -beat- Some days I like it, .. read more
Chenin Marie

1 Year Ago

Just had to read this again. Definitely one of my favorites.
I don't know why this brings to mind the North Korean defector who ripped up her own propaganda book and returned home, and It makes me wonder did she go home because she really missed the free taxes and health services? Could there have been more under that regret, something like fear?

Posted 1 Year Ago

This first stanza especially has a very abstract feel. really interesting. I love the unique, great style.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Creative and different, dark and morbid. All the categories I really love. Gave me goosebumps. Great write

Posted 1 Year Ago

sounds like someone experiencing a bus crash in real time and a morbid fascination with watching his companion experiencing it with him. maybe the same will happen to the plane... the world coming to an end.

Posted 2 Years Ago

Waconda Springs

2 Years Ago

Thanks, Mia. This is one of my favourites. Inspired by a buscrash dream and DPRK times.

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19 Reviews
Added on May 27, 2015
Last Updated on May 27, 2015


Waconda Springs
Waconda Springs

Edmonton, Canada

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