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a U-turn

Jam packed little brown suitcase 					                
Post cards along the way   					                
Scenic route seemed right to race   				              
Under the sun a thirsty runaway  			                               
Travailing down the road          					                
Sign on truck heavy load   			 		                  
Passing by written like wash me   					     
A little hand a cross Jesus loves thee            			               
moment Thoughts of turning around    					 
The world to see it can be found       				                
Driving down the byways thinking                                                                	     
A road house the stop for drinking        				                  
Broken glass the hard times are here      					 
The running car a getaway  					           
Grabbing the girl an excited fear      				             
Maybe she will help show the gateway           				 
Toll both ahead I have to pay this time                                                                            
Handed change paper fold maybe a rhyme   			                   
God loves you turn around please                                                                                      
A small laugh when read into the breeze                                                                      
Broken heart there she goes lassie sped                                                                        
Got rid of some junk need a place to stay                                                                         
A little more class ran the chassis red                                                                        
Turning into the hotel a friendly café                                                                             
Unpacked to stay a little thru    						    
A shot to many heart disarray 				                            
Grasping the bible to my dismay                                                                                 
Scribbled in black and blue                          				      
U-turn heed post cards along the way                                                                       
Listen now I will show you the way               			               
Hearken to me lose not your own soul                                                                          
For I have finished first place I love you so

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/23/2010 3:10:00 PM
Like following a road, and not knowing what will be seen next, interesting poem and flow, John. By the way, it's ok if you disagree with my haiku ending, I took it to be a sunset. Raul couldn't tell me for sure what it was. WEre it a sunrise, I'd have put a different ending to it! Luv ya, andrea
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Date: 2/23/2010 1:26:00 PM
Inspirational and insightful poem. Much for the reader to think about. Nice use of imagery to convey this story. Thank you for sharing it with us and for your comment. Keep on writing! Karen
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Date: 2/23/2010 11:56:00 AM
Wow, excellent play on words... Keep the pen flowing....:JP]
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