Writing Prompt #432 Write a poem that describes an epic journey a person once took long ago
Go back back back
Further still
To molten chocolate eyes
And boredom
Go back to a shoestring promise
And the shock factor
Something different
Mad anyway
And fed up
Feels like hitting a block wall
At every turn
And so leaving to get some space
No walls
Instead a very short leash
And blinders
But clarity at the same time
Because nothing is ever
One way or the other
So much gray
There's good in the bad
There's bad in the good
There's indecisiveness
Even when you're sure
The twin towers
Batman building
The bridge
Gone gone gone
Sometimes silver wings
Sometimes a car I couldn’t remember
West coast to Gulf
Lighthouses and cacti
Indians and rodeo queens
Chris Ledoux and Joe Beaver
Sunburns and snow
-both in June-
Pecan pie and spaghetti
Pronghorn and grizzlies
Prairie dogs and whales
Petrified forest to Mt. Rushmore
I saw it all that summer
And there are no regrets
It opened my eyes
Adventure will do that
And love blinds
Till it doesn’t
This is the one I never got around to writing when I was out of town earlier this month. I knew what I wanted to write about, my own epic journey, of course, but I couldn’t get it into words. It either came out too frivolous or too serious. I wanted to strike the balance. And it would have been nice if I had gotten it to rhyme. But no chance of that. It was an adventure of a lifetime and it taught me some valuable lessons. I still talk to my traveling companion regularly; we are finally at a good place with each other and it’s nice. I know I would have never seen the things I did without him, and I thank him for it. I learned what love is and what love isn’t. I grew up a lot in those months on the road. I learned what I wanted, what I would tolerate, and what I wouldn’t. If you ever have the opportunity to run away with a rodeo cowboy, you should. But make sure you can come home after, because you’ll need to comfort your heart for a little bit. ❤️ This song always reminded me of that summer, the summer of 2005.
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