Poem - She Rides With Him

[the_wiggins]

Title: She Rides With Him
Author: The_Wiggins
Era/season/setting: In between seasons 5 and 6. Shortly after The Gift.
Rating: T
Warnings: Suicidal ideation/sorta attempt, car crash. (No depictions of character death.)
Author's Note: My first fanfic poem. Would never have thought to do it if it weren't for thenewbuzwuzz's influence and all of her wonderful work promoting

Comments

[thenewbuzwuzz]

Yay! This was such a lovely surprise. I'm happy that there's now some poetry in this round and it's good, and it's my favorite canon era, too... <3

I like what you did with "and as for myself…/ we both know there’s nothing left to save" and the Rest in Peace reference (if it was there before, I only noticed it now). The rest, I already told you. :p

[the_wiggins]

Thanks! Yeah I think the bit's your mentioning were late additions I think. The text you quoted definitely, not so sure about the Rest in Peace reference. The funny thing is that I can't remember consciously deciding to do a reference to Rest in Peace, but I must have at least on some level known what I was doing.

Thank you so much for all your lovely and insightful beta feedback, it really helped me strengthen the whole thing up!

[thenewbuzwuzz]

Yay! *hug*

[pricelessspike]

That was so beautiful. I love the idea of him moving as slow as geology.

[the_wiggins]

Thank you! That was actually one of my favorite metaphors. :)

[miseenplace65]

This is wonderful. I think writing *good* poetry is the hardest thing, but like a punch to the chest when someone gets it right. So, ow.

I like many things: the geology metaphor, as someone else mentioned. The car splitting open like a flower; the weightlessness vs his heaviness with sin, guilt; his mouth full of dirt; the Sun as mercifully merciless queen - how Buffy must appear to the broken vampire; his conversations with a Buffy who may or may not be there; the dandelion soft brush of lips... just beauuuuuuutiful.

[double_dutchess]

I'm not a writer so I find it difficult to put into words why I love this poem so much, but I really really do. It touched me so much. Still a bit tight in the chest as I'm typing this.

[relurker]

This is such a startling entry! I don't know how this idea entered your mind, but it works. It really works. A story told in poem form, who would have thought.
I'm very, very impressed, bravo!
I also liked it a lot!
<3