Best Roadside Poems

Discarded shoes are mysterious things.  
More so than a deer, old tire or deep forest yeti.
They come out of nowhere.
One day they're here the next day they're not.
Some stay for just a day or two
Some hang around for months.
Like a wayward uncle leeching 
a...

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Roadside flowers, defy the rain
handwritten cards, spell out the name
of someone’s son, of someone’s friend
just where the road, begins to bend
at the spot where everything changed

Passers-by said it was a shame
nobody quite sure who to blame
but everyone could comprehend
roadside flowers.

A face looks through the window...

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Once again I pass that roadside cross
A family's memorial to a loved one lost
The place of a terrible tragedy 
Proof of broken hearts we see

Who died here and where were they going
It's hard to imagine not really knowing
But I know the family comes here to...

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Grünes Paradies
Am Seitenarm der Mandau
Neben der Strasse

Helles Vogelgezwitscher
Aus den Sträuchern am Ufer

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Green paradise
At a side arm of the Mandau
So close by the street

Bright bird's twitter
From the shrubs at the shore

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Verde paraíso 
Al ramal del Río Mandau
Cerca de la calle

Cantos vivos de pájaros
De los arbustos en...

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Jane and Norman are going steady
Now are planning their wedding
They decided to wed 
At a roadside chapel
Off a country road
Their minister will 
Do the ceremony

Jane will have bridesmaids
A flower girl or two
Maids of honor will lead
Then the bride will follow
Walking slow to the groom
She is...

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Holiday’s Roadside Wreckage
                  by Odin Roark

To live as you’re not
To be who society massages you into being
To succumb to counterfeit identity
Is to skid into mere roadside wreckage.

We pass...

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The roadside linden trees
Disperse their wilted blossoms
Onto grey asphalt

Abstract paintings in ochre and grey
Changing vision of natrure's great art

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Die Linden am Strassenrand
Verstreuen ihre verdörrten Blüten
Auf grauen Asphalt

Abstrakte Bilder in Ocker und Grau
Wechselnder Anblick der Natur

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Los tilos cerca de calle
Esparcen sus flores marchitas 
Al asfalto gris

Pinturas...

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Alas, never seen along scenic highways and byways anymore,
(Now, tacky billboards clutter roads from shore to shore!)
Are the pithy Burma-Shave signs displayed in red and white,
That provided the traveling public with so much delight!

Signs were planted by PhDs (Post Hole Diggers) fifty yards apart;
Folks memorized...

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They stood there by the shadows
Two vagabonds should you call, 
One was a man of honour
The other a mongrel small; 

The winter sun was setting
Twilight had crawled overall, 
The north wind clamoured and howled
Dark clouds had suffused their shawl; 

Few townsfolk shuffled about
Hurrying with chores...

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It was a pretty long drive but not tedious
Thanks to smooth arterial roads; well laid
The shortcoming was absence of eateries
And we were looking for a decent eatery.

All efforts to find out one came to naught
That forced us to settle with a roadside inn
The place not...

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A lonely figure, I stared at the darkened moon sadness lingering numb. Brokenhearted and penniless I sought answers I knew wouldn’t come. Surged my heart against time, I pondered my fate. Confused but filled with conviction I didn’t hesitate. There far off a murmur came...

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the week passes
miles counted
numbers turn
as I drive
fields of gold
my reflections
of beauty
my dreams
tires sing
on a county road
memories reclaimed
with my favorite songs
the landscape shimmers
as the moon ghosts the sky
in the slant of light
perceived
in the slant of light
the moon ghosts the sky
the landscape shimmers
with my favorite songs
memories reclaimed
on...

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The sun voyages on day’s last tour
Delves to relax
To make some rest and rest awake
The boatmen like a defeated soldier
Sails tireless though
Humming a song blissful however
Seems despondent and dejected
A thin line of smile fixed in face
Trapped are the limbs
By bulky exertion
Though caged in melancholy.
The cat...

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Really? Is that all you are good for? Know your worth!
This is to bring awareness to outside relationships, cheaters, settlers, people who prefer to settle and have relations with someone who is in a relation with another. They do not respect nor care about the...

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In my youth I was completely engrossed,
By poetry along the byways nailed to a post!
It wasn't composed by John Greenleaf Whittier;
No, the authors were much more wittier!
I speak of Burma Shave signs once all the craze,
But can only be found in museums nowadays.
I don't claim...

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