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 :)

crunchyveganwifelife 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!

Wisconsin Parent 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?

LoisW 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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