April 22

PAD 2014 – Dirt Roads and Forgotten Highways

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Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1  prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me


Is it really such a tragedy

that my sentences are raggedy

words tread together by similarity?

The conversation is still defiantly

expressions of me.


Is it really such a travesty 

that I wander aimlessly?

When I can travel through time so easily

…our life history

…a life lived outrageously.


Is it really such a disparity

that I have forgotten the melody

of your name? Still there’s some clarity….

I know the feelings of family

and passions intensity. 


Is it really such an indignity

that something once familiar is now a novelty.

Or that simple tasks escape me.

I still dance to life’s jamboree

and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality

even as I become more absentee?

There is plenty of life in my legacy.

Don’t bother writing my eulogy,

when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

Day 21

Today’s prompt was to write a back to basics poem. I was also dreaming of a car ride out in the country.

dirt roads and highways

Dirt Roads and Forgotten Highways

She squeals, Road Trip!
Steering off the fancy paved
toll road we veer onto a path
few still travel.

Dark tar lines stretch
like veins for miles and miles.
The tires thump a baseline
our souls can put melody to.

Abandoned mills, family farms
and wooden fences
line the worn roads
the map marks as thin black lines.

Two lane roads
double yellow lines.
No fast lane
only No Passing signs

until the curves straighten
and the hills flatten. Enjoy
the view. Watch the hawks
ride the currents

and the hay stacks blur
against tender grasses.
In still ponds
the sky reflects.

Today we escape
the hustle — the bustle
back to basics
a halcyon country drive.

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About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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  • This is a beautiful poem about those wonderful “halcyon” drives when we leave the main roads behind.

  • I love nothing better than getting off the main roads…especially the country (gravel) roads that we have where I live and seeing the birds. We miss so much when we just take the “get there fast” roads.

  • This is such a great piece – loved those country roads. You captured them perfectly! Thank you for sharing with us for Poetics!

  • Lovely… i almost felt as if i had taken a drive. Watching hawks ride the currents is one of my favorite things to do.

  • Really nice poem. It is nice to get off the beaten path and see pure country; thanks for the reminder

    • Thank you Laurie. I enjoyed yours as well. I have also been taking great pleasure in reading your PAD challenge poems as well.

  • sounds like a good escape to me…too much hustle and bustle in this age…a road trip is just the thing as well…cant wait for summer to hit the road a bit myself…

  • I would love to do that, just escape from city’s hustle & bustle for a nice country drive, the road less travelled ~

    • Thank you Grace;
      We are lucky here, one does not have too go far to find open road and beautiful prairie. Thanks for commenting.

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