Crossing a River

Sometimes with interstate travel,
Your driving plans might just unravel,
For crossing a river
WAZE* might just deliver
The worst way to kick up some gravel.

If you are like me, then your preference
Is taking a bridge, though in deference
To GPS choice
You may stifle your voice
And accept what they know as a reference.

So from Jersey to get to the city
A bridge wasn’t mentioned – a pity!
We joined in the funnel
Of cars to the tunnel
Which most of the time isn’t pretty.

Today wasn’t nearly as busy
So I wasn’t nervous or dizzy;
For tunnels don’t thrill me
And often they fill me
With nerves, leaving me in a tizzy.

*a GPS system
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
August 23, 2022 at 10:15 AM
You have nailed what tunnel driving is "We joined in the funnel" with this line Ilene!
Leffanta Avatar
August 12, 2022 at 11:00 AM
Try "Geronimo's Cave" along the East Fork on Fort Apache Indian Reservation for futher adventures on the Dark Side . . .Aloha!
Hankins Avatar
August 11, 2022 at 5:31 PM
(chuckling) I went through that tunnel once while driving to see Grant's Tomb. Never again! I was scared to death and I was thirty years younger!
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