Coyote Mercury

words, birds and whatever else by James Brush

Gasoline, Meet Match

The bustling elocution of
the eight-track saints

rattles nerves like diodes
hitched to an electric chair

Rancid impulses coagulate
around anger, another rant
blares from the radio

Car racing homeward
lizards skulking among
dead armadillos on the shoulder

One last chance for a course change
flinging into the driveway

desperate to say, I understand,
forgetting reason frothed to static

going instead for the gun

This is for the latest wordle prompt at Read Write Poem (#88). I like these word list prompts because I generally approach the writing with no preconceived notions of what the poem is going to be about. I just let the list of words play and try to see where they land. This one kind of surprised me.


  1. This immediately made me feel anger and frustration. the last line was perfect…

  2. Beyond the prompt, it’s a good treatment of a reality. Those last three lines are powerful.

  3. A great last line there. You’ll find mine here.

  4. Hey, I like this! Timely subject, too. I like the lizards skulking among dead armadillos and the impulses coagulating around anger.

  5. I’m with Barbara on those last three lines!

  6. I really like the way this pulses forward image to image right through to that last line.

  7. I like it all.

    I also approach the word lists as a springboard to see where the words lead me. However, I seldom feel compelled to use all of them.

    • Mark, Thanks. I usually try to use as many as possible, but I rarely get them all. I really wanted to use “salacious,” but it just didn’t go.

      • As I was reading this, then reading it again, I could sense some frustration with what is passing for political discourse right now.

        A frustration I understand and share.

  8. wow–great emotion in here. I love “eight-track saints.”

    I suppose that and the lizard make me think of jim morrison when I read this…

    • Thanks, Angie. It’s surprising what doors a line will open for different people. Even better when it then opens for me too. Lots of surprises can be found in one’s own writing I guess.

  9. “The bustling elocution of
    the eight-track saints”

    Was gorgeous. In fact, there was a lot of fantastic phrasing in this poem. I really liked it.

  10. The title is great. I like that the poem surprised you — I read somewhere once that a poet is supposed to write until he/she is surprised by what emerges.

  11. Hello, Coyote.

    Really good to see such a powerful wordcrafter use the intuitive method so successfully. I would like to see you do this on Twitter using 140 characters.

    Thank you,


    • Thanks for coming by and for your kind words, Lavanna. I’ve been using twitter and for micro poetry. Follow the gnarled oak link on the navigation bar for more of that.

      I really love what you’re doing on your blog, btw.

  12. Thanks for stopping by mine, James, and so for bringing me here. Your poetry and your photos, especially the bird shots, are very compelling. I’ll be back.

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