Road Tryppin'

I.

 

the pavement snaked southward

out of Ortonville once upon a time

but the tar always had a

hankering for black bean burritos

and along the way, barbecue sauce

was added to the recipe

 

the artery cuts through

two seats of government,

the biggest fourth letter

and the city of gold

 

always open

 

 

II.

 

from the longest beach

to the line known as forty-nine

 

through the heart of sin

and the corner with the great hole

 

now an interstate

from the City of Angels and

through the big beehive

 

no longer whole, the phantom from

Idaho Falls north

to Brigham City on the south

 

less than two hundred

miles of tar, the death of Main Street

 

two-sided sword of progress

 

lucky and unlucky

 

 

III.

 

there is not one child growing off the main tar

impotent blacktop that is four hundred miles long

up the crimson backbone to volunteer center

the spurless wonder the naysayers may say

no spur from Demopolis to Birmingham

no spur from Tuscaloosa to Decatur

yet their is much original history

druid city does not have the deacon blues

vineyards and olive trees overlook chalk bluffs

recording artists selected the south side

a president and a frontiersman called home

spur or no spur, Americana lives on

yet the interstates lurk in the dark corners

Reviews

[Pax]

Each Parts takes us into a different journey but all is well connected with each other.
a fascinating piece.

Life Journey is full of dark corners, it's up to us how to choose what's right from wrong.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Much of American life and history is dictated by the highways that run through different areas of the country. That was my key inspiration for this piece. Thanks, Pax.

[kublakhan27]

Lots of food for thought here...an intriguing journey with a lot of sights to take in along the way...great work.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, brother. Glad you like it.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Mathematics seeps through your streets of thoughts, again with that interesting number 4,
Inspiring piece, for I love that 4 = 3 in your stanza's, your message learned me a lot yet again...
Great poetry my friend. You rule at this.

- Elisa

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, EL. As always, thank you.

My pleasure dear friend, come back soon for more ok... you amaze me every time!