a ribbon of gold
a haze of heat shimmer.
straight west
the path to promise.
another road to follow.
what lays over the hill
every turn an adventure
traveling, never stopping.
the call of the road
this American dream,
riding the backs of monsters
riding freedom
4 comments:
Oh, yes, and on goes the road! Nice!
Not really been able to relate with the American Dream..but then your poem does show the intensity..and I liked it..
What an amazing concept of roads...a lovely and riveting poem here!!
What an adventure. You say it so well. It's good to go the road.
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