Short Main Road Poems

main road small hick town
ice cream shop bicycle ride
blue lakeshore - alone...

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DECEMBER 2017

secondary storm
as snow rushes from branches -
trees hold onto roots

a snow-bird pauses
on white cold platform ~
perhaps further South?

as main road traffic mocks,
steep driveway
lackadaisically melts

12/9/2017...

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The air around me is still,
and quiet. Leaves spiral
vertically to the ground,
gradually carpeting the 
main road. As I step on
the road, I feel as though
my feet are disappearing
into the leaves; I can't
see my feet, but I can feel
them. As I look above,
Lo and Behold!
I see trees' canopies faintly
glowing in ember
in the fading sun.....


Date Published: 8/9/2016...

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She escaped the night
on a wet soaked pillow.
Yesterday she wed,
and today her husband is dead.

Micheal was driving along the valley main road,
and his car crashed.
blood,
tears,
pain.


Missing hands,
Missing legs,
Micheal lies dead.
The beat in her womb barely one day old,
but the father is no more.

Alarmed
shock
distressed,
she wails over Micheal's death

©2013 Christine Phillips...

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Let the me in you
Let the you in me
Be at the very heart
Be the very heart
Of the us in you
Of the us in me.

Let the me in you
Let the you in me
Mate and melt down
To be the very one
To be the only one
They are meant to be.

Let love
Be the main road
Let love
Be the only road
Between you and me.

Let  love
Be the smoothest road
Let love
Be the straightest road
Between you & me....

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Paths branch out
From the main road
Sitting, stalling
Then choosing

All the roads I've traveled
Lead me back
Guide me to
A single path

So I walk
Step by step
Footprints the only things
That follow 

No idea
What lays ahead
Only knowing
What lays behind

No fear
All anger left
At the crossroads
Sitting beside my regrets

Walking this path
A single path
My path of pebbles and sand
Feels to right to be wrong...

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reverberations
      in unusual forms
      impressions exhibited
of glass wire
         steel lead wood
         &bread
looking to sea
by a main road
upon a plinth
or mountainside
within a cathdral
                        beside
     transparent
     immersive
     or in solid grids
tactile
       stimulating
           to the touch

imagination illumed
            by the one off
abstractions
            figurations
            in iterations...

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Like trampled orchids
On blissful rocks
Humanity treads the sphere of oppression
We call Earth

We fail endlessly
Our task to protect
What is truly ours
As we walk across life's miserable hallways

[Pause]
And leaders fear to tread
Where vegetation has been painted red
Where human efforts crumble
Betwixt nature's mumble
And we wander like those before did

As we walk across this blistered galaxy
On the main road to doom 
While we sing the dirge of comfort
We crawl into our tombs...

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People traveling over the main road
Not realizing their load
Cars and trucks travelling over me
While I’m the penny patiently waiting to see 
Someone has to pick me up
This I just hate, the waiting I cannot tolerate!
Suddenly someone passes by
Thinking it’s their lucky day
Collects me and puts me in their pocket
And, that is where I stay
Until, they need to use me....
Once more, out I come again
Hands exchanged; I am rearranged
Nothing in life remains the same.

©Holly P. Moore
   October 2012...

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Author:  Chen Runping

He came up from the main road
While ahead watching numerous footpaths in the field,
Crisscrossed as a web.
He paced up and down in the web
And his thickly dotted footprints
Filled up the grid meshes
One by one.
Hardly can he
Walked through the web
And still paced up and down.
watching the years gone like river water
He has already had scales on his body
While his hands and feet retrograded into fins
And downstream
With which he struck violently and 
Lost...

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