I like that you've got the NSN music video there because when you listen to it, it really aids in reading the poem. :) And it helps set more of a tone, I guess. Either way, it made me decide that your lack of punctuation is good for the piece, rather than something I initially thought it might have needed. So in that sense, I think the lack of punctuation kind of puts the reader in the atmosphere of the highway, there are moments of pauses where there might be a silence, but there's also the continual verse where it relates to continual thoughts and the cars (and life?) passing by on the highway. I also like the positive ending the poem has, it seems to work as a contrast (or maybe just takes the reader on a new direction?), it has a faith that might have seemed lacking in the beginning. I'm not sure. But this is a lovely poem, and like the setting, it's reflective. :)
a wonderful definition given to a "road"...a road says so many stories...of lovers hand in hand, of endless parades, of lorries bus cars...it sees the never ending journey, the rush of life...the quiet night contrasted to the chaos of the day...it sees it all...it was enchanting how you connected yourself with a roadway...it speaks so much ... beautiful!
Maybe this is why I enjoy my drive to work and back. I can recollect my thoughts. And sometimes it even inspires poetry...this is when I do my best writing. I write and drive..so watch out! lol
Great stuff Josh. xo
wow. the highway is like a journey to life itself.. the way you wrote this is wonderful, especially the hope in the end that something good will happen.. :) a very enjoyable write, joshua! thanks for sharing! ^_^
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This was a great piece. I really enjoyed it. You painted such a nice picture in my mind with this write. It was beautiful. You're pieces are alwwys amazing. I love reading your work. This made me smile. I really like the message in this piece too. Thanks for sharing!
I love the image you created with the vast expanse of the highway, that alone speaks poetry to the eyes and soul. Also, relating it to your beginning of "I've been here before" comments on the repetitiveness of highways and roads, and just life itself. It's obvious you put much thought into this piece and as a result, it flows beautifully and does what all poets strive to do: to show, not just tell.
"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..