highway blues

highway blues

A Poem by joshua deathdealer
"

01/2012

"
I've been here before
continual in my thoughts
I've sat in this very spot
over the lines painted on 
this stretch of highway 
waiting for the long   
streams of blinding light
to come up and over 
the hill, washing over me
followed by the sounds
of engines screaming by 
I could probably reach
out and grab a hold of my
life if I tried or if I 
actually cared, there
are days when the sun
touches my skin and I
feel so alive, I smile 
knowing that there is 
still warmth glowing 
somewhere inside

© 2012 joshua deathdealer


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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. :)

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Kinda reminds me of an old song from the TV series, Then Came Bronson; "Goin down that long lonesome highway, bound for the mountains and the plains." I love traveling the highways and byways which is why I loved this. Great flow, easy to read. Great job. Love that Richenbacker guitar in the video.

Posted 12 Years Ago


aaaauuuhhh my brathah... I can digg it!!!! that was an amazing piece of self reflection, great flow and as always ** keep that ink flowin hone!! **

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Good piece. Great for reading aloud. It has barely any punctuation and it flows so nicely. I can see this being a short piece at an open mic or something. Good write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I enjoyed all of the effort you put into this! :)
Well written, again great job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I really like this! I enjoy the poem, the photo, and I'm a NSN fan :) I like how you linked them all together so well. Awesome!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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never actually hit a high way always been to scared that id be lost from the world is i went and thats not something i was able to afford to loose.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Night driving was always my favourite thing, and I always wished we could keep driving. This poem reminds me of those times and how nowadays I never go anywhere. I like the hopeful ending.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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You have a knack for hitting the right words for defining feelings and visions! Keep it up Deathdealer!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Love it

Posted 12 Years Ago


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"the road" has such damning and magical properties all at the same time. You can either let them blur into a lint covered strip of plastic tape, or you can weave them, encase them in amber and find the flow underneath, the well spring of more hidden life.

very nice piece JD

Posted 12 Years Ago


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joshua deathdealer

Casket City, FL



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