Turning On Yellow

Turning On Yellow

A Poem by Waconda Springs

the fewtch

Take two
watching cars,
old broke love

© 2016 Waconda Springs

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we either hesitate with love, or accelerate towards it...i love the Yellow light idea...the caution light...

but do we feel more red because of past loves that didn't work out, or do we feel free to speed towards it.

nicely done ..."less is more"

and you master it here.


Posted 2 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


It's a great artistic mind that can manage to build gears into a piece so brief. (Does anyone ever forget their first?)

This has hit the sweet spot in terms of "poem".
Very cool.

Posted 2 Months Ago

Brief and meaningful, I like it

Posted 4 Months Ago

Ha! Gosh, I love this. I dunno why - just do.
Kiss -

Posted 11 Months Ago

such depth in ten words, i interpret this as a journey, interrupted by a traffic light. As you sit watching cars pass, remembering what was, before the light turns to yellow and you just continue driving, leaving the past behind, a second take, the past and the future controlled by the colour yellow

Posted 1 Year Ago

I dunno but turning on yellow definitely remindes me of the yellow fog lights...so maybe you mean searching for someone or something through the fog in this metaphor...or perhaps it could be someone trying to make sense of a foggy idea or it could be someone making their presence known with the fog lights...

Take two..like take 2 of a movie set or something...shifting the view from the fog lights entirely for the second take...or maybe you mean take two as in the cooking shows' take two eggs, and some flour....here you're taking two people and you're about to tell what happens to them in the next lines

Watching cars...such an idle pastime..remindes me of "the women come and go, talking of michelangelo" from Eliot's Prufrock...like time is just slogging on as they watch cars...(nod to those fog lights again)

It's creative how you don't say "old broken love"...you want broke not broken...so the love's of a poor sort, maybe a re- infatuation with a past lover, just a memory of a romance or a half hearted affair...either ways the idea of it seems half formed...and perhaps the protagonist is trying to make sense of this idea with his foglights... :)

Posted 1 Year Ago

Waconda Springs

1 Year Ago

Thanks for this read. I put a lotta thought into this little nick, and it's nice to see it explored... read more
Moon's fairest daughter

1 Year Ago

Do my versions coincide with yours?
Waconda Springs

1 Year Ago

They do, yeah. You read it well.
Yellow light and a sad metaphor...
Now yellow rain coats perhaps for the rain...
An excellent brevity...

Posted 1 Year Ago

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I dig the title, and brevity of this piece. I'm more of a turning green kinda girl ...just go for it. Starz x

Posted 1 Year Ago

Waconda Springs

1 Year Ago

I am too, but yellow lights are the most interesting to me.
I like how minimalist this is and yet tells it all in just a few lines. Has a melancholy feel to it.

Posted 1 Year Ago

So minimal, not sure exactly what you mean- but I love this for that. Turn on yellow.

Posted 2 Years Ago

Few words, vivid images - my favourite kind of poetry. It's so mysterious and leaves so much space for the reader to make it their own, in a way. I'm getting those indie film vibes. Two people in love, who cannot afford to love. Does this even make any sense? Loved it.

Posted 2 Years Ago

Waconda Springs

2 Years Ago

Read aloud, people hear "take to watching cars" which ain't no slip.

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Added on June 2, 2016
Last Updated on June 2, 2016


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