Angel Nitz

RIP 9-19-13

Skid marks.
Tires.
Off the road.

Water splashing.
Screaming.
Unheard.

Spinning.
Spinning.
Out of control.

Dying.
Dead.
Then weeping.
Heaven took another soul.

Reviews

[wordwarrior]

Such a tragic poem that we are seeing all too often. Your poem is succinct, brief and that makes it all the more powerful in its message.
Excellent! Especially your last line!

[yashmita13]

wow... that was really touching.

[Bri 810]

My sons' babysitter died in a car accident on her way home from hanging out with friends. Somehow all I can think is how she was alone, and maybe how things could have been different if I had asked her to babysit that night. It's been a really hard time this week. Thank you for your kind review.