Roadway Poems - Poems about Roadway

On a cold day a little love-talk over coffee, a cup to warm hands, in a café or diner. A truth spoken, a kindness that listens, those are the moments worth a lifetime of reflection. We are here in Elroy County. What better way to travel beyond yourself than with someone you never thought to meet, or name?...

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Going awol when needed the most Choosing truancy an uncaring ghost Stealing my voice In your offhanded way Invalidating the least little thing I might say or twist it untill the true meaning gave way And when you discovered I would not break there was no route too low to take A monstrous ego fed at my expense the kick at my lowest...

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John Masefield 'ROADWAYS' ^ \     ^            - -- ^ /     |   stop     |       |             |...

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a narrative with alliteration Royal radio reviews the Rainbow Raffle Rally planned to raise rubles for the rugged racetrack recently recommended ‘round Rybinsk Reservoir. One rich ruler, who runs the Ragweed Railway resists with red-ribbon resolve. His rogue reaction to a ring of rubber stamp rednecks left realistic Regnum reporters in a rush to rock their readers regarding...

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Long Running Tape of grey Unwinds its way Across Gaia’s breast Tell your stories To riders Mighty Road. ...

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Some put on their blinkers. Others do not. Some are listening to the radio, Hopefully something tasty and hot. Some pass on the left, Others pass on the right. I am down the middle, Watching the traffic, oh, so bright. Some are looking at the cell phones, The vivid colors, dancing sweet. They may not make it to loved ones They were so anxious to meet. Some...

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Roadway Surprise, an Easter Story Hello. My name is Cleopas. There’s little of me to discuss. But as I and my friend walked, We had a very serious talk As we moved along the Emmaus Road, We were feeling our world had folded. The Jesus case was now closed; Or so we thought; because he arose. We were sad, because we had hoped. ...

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Just ahead down the road a way Queen Anne rides her florid carriage tossing lacy garments out the window frilly-white landing by the roadside The carriage of course is pulled by mares clicking their hooves like they were some courtesan's castanets and kicking their legs high, like line-dancers kicking a French can-can Apparently Anne and her consorts wear quite...

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Water on the Roadway By Elton Camp “Road Flooded” read the warning sign Robert took a look and started to whine “This is the shortest way to get to town. I don’t want to drive ten miles around.” He could see the shoulder on both sides The water didn’t look very deep besides So he said, “It looks safe to drive through.” That, then,...

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