Traveling By Car

Passenger seat travel
 is boring, boring. boring
 Pencil and paper
 occupies time, hands
 and  mind.
	
 Put pen to paper,
 record the unusual.

 Humorous signs
 ugly buildings
 hawks in treetops
 crows feasting on road-kill
 broken, abandoned cars
 hitch-hikers
 roadside stands

 when suddenly
 breathtaking scene
 gone in a flash
 speaks eloquently
 of the Master’s touch
 and lingers for miles.

© Cona Faye Adams 7/18/2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Callus Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 2:09 PM
What started off as boring turned out to be quite the opposite, Cona! Being a passenger can be rather entertaining! I like the contrasting stanzas, the way they evolve. ~ Regards // paul
Adams Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 9:17 PM
Thank you, Paul. I love writing free verse. I wrote rhyme for many years before I discovered the ease of free verse. Have a great week.
Hoffman Avatar
July 20, 2016 at 9:20 AM
Very nice write Cona about traveling from the city to the beautiful scenic countryside!:)
Adams Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 9:15 PM
Thanks for reading, Cheryl. So glad to share on this site. I've met so many good poets. All the best to you.
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