Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Poetry Poetry Tuesday Tuesday: "Road Trip" a 2fer from Bossy Bossy Betty Betty


Two Poems:

One about my recent adventure to Santa Cruz:

Road Trip

I was sent off on this journey
With kisses and hugs
Wished bon voyage by two people
I love very much.

Excited, nervous, happy on the
Road to my destination at last!
I maneuvered the complicated highways
At the beginning of the route.

I was so eager, but the roads
Were so crowded, fast and busy
Everyone seemed to travel them
Better than I did.

Then, then, then, the road opened up!
I sped up, passed some people,
Stayed behind others, avoided some,
Traveled in sync with the great majority.

I stopped occasionally for refueling,
For welcomed food and drink.
My soul was fed by the landscape around me.
Green hills dotted with black cows,
A white egret in flight.
Wonder all around me.

I never got bored.
I loved it all.
It went so fast!

Then, near the end of my journey,
The traffic got heavy again.
I drove on, much slower now,
Still anticipating with joy
My arrival.

From freeway, to highway,
To narrow street. I slowed,
Slowed,
slowed,
then stopped.

I arrived, tired, but happy,
I looked up--there they were
To welcome me:
Two people I love very much.


Poem #2

One about my life which I am quite sure can be read at my funeral years and years (and years!) from now:


Road Trip

I was sent off on this journey
With kisses and hugs
Wished bon voyage by two people
I love very much.

Excited, nervous, happy on the
Road to my destination at last!
I maneuvered the complicated highways
At the beginning of the route.

I was so eager, but the roads
Were so crowded, fast and busy
Everyone seemed to travel them
Better than I did.

Then, then, then, the road opened up!
I sped up, passed some people,
Stayed behind others, avoided some,
Traveled in sync with the great majority.

I stopped occasionally for refueling,
For welcomed food and drink.
My soul was fed by the landscape around me.
Green hills dotted with black cows,
A white egret in flight.
Wonder all around me.

I never got bored.
I loved it all.
It went so fast!

Then, near the end of my journey,
The traffic got heavy again.
I drove on, much slower now,
Still anticipating with joy
My arrival.

From freeway, to highway,
To narrow street. I slowed,
Slowed,
slowed,
then stopped.

I arrived, tired, but happy,
I looked up—there they were
To welcome me:
Two people I love very much.


8 comments:

Cid said...

Oh, I wish I could go on a road trip right now, preferably to a warm, sunny place.

Lazy Pineapple said...

Lovely poem Betty...I want to go on a road trip now...after reading your poem :)

VivaciousVegan said...

Beautiful...

Brian said...

Wonderful! I got a strange sense of deja vu in the second poem, as if I had read it somewhere before.

Anything Fits a Naked Man said...

Beautiful! Your poem gives me a giant case of wanderlust!! (preferably quenched in something with a convertible top!!)

You're a really talented poet, enjoyed it VERY much!! Thanks!

Spot On Your Pants said...

you know what? i think you and i both need road trips to make us whole. not so much absence makes the heart grow fonder. different. are you thelma? i'm louise?

Middle Aged Woman Blogging said...

It was such a beautiful sunny day, even though it never got above 25 degrees. I went riding in the country and along the marsh. You poem fit so well with my mood! Thank you!

Anonymous said...

this isn't really about a road trip, is it, bb?
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