Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Country Roads




One fifty miles from home
It was a grey day
After a long week
Driving the long country roads

The dark sky threatened rain
I'm hungry for something
It could be for love
Teardrops on the windscreen

Small townships pass me by
A grain silo here
A strange figure there
Bitumen looks darkly at me

Freight train has right of way
Crossing bells chime
The rain's heavy now
I hope she's got supper on

Traffic has snarled up now
How slow that last mile
Those lights look pretty
"Aw honey you look dead beat"

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11 comments:

  1. aw Ihope you got your dinner when you got home

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  2. So melancholy. It makes me fear for the rail crossing and the rain.

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  3. That's so vivid... like "bitumen looks darkly at me" !!

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  4. There's nothing like that light in the window.

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  5. "Aw honey you look deadbeat" LOL
    You have never said this in your life !

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    1. Maybe not, but she said it of me!

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  6. Ah, nothing like a hot woman to to the chill off a rainy night, eh?

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  7. Yes, long country roads can take it out of you.

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  8. Bitumen always looks darkly..i wonder if those lights and the endless last mile are a sign of wanting to get home or not? A journey where the discomfort of every mile was expertly conveyed..and felt

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  9. After driving in an absolute downpour yesterday, I can relate to driving in the rain.

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  10. The nicest thing about your poems is that I always understand what's going on at first read. That's quite rare just lately! Anyway, hope you got your supper and she got a good juicy peck on the cheek!

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