Disappointment Turned To Joy

..Living on the edge..

                                   

Sliding and slithering,

the snake-like road

glided quiescently beneath

the snail-like car.

The destination:

a stony cliff,

the purpose:

follow the summer sun

on its daily journey

far beyond the rolling hills…

 

As I reached

the r      d cliffs

     a   e

       gg

of West Rock Park,

outside the town of New Haven,

the sky began to deepen,

the clouds blanketed the earth.

 

a rumble

 

suddenly and candidly

the 1^st drop splashed

and moistened my nose,

the 2^nd my ear

while the 3^rd & 4^th,

square onto my head

The sprinkle continued;

counting became futile.

 

An incessant shower

placidly washed away

the days useless toil..

 

and it thundered

with a clap…

 

Only moments had passed

when I rose to my feet,

shuffled aimlessly

back to my auto,

and rolled

for the ride home

a diminutive number.

 

 

 

Author's Note

June 5, 1972
Hey, we were ALL young once..:))

Reviews

[russoe]

I liked " a diminutive number"...ah those were the days my friend

[emmajoy]

That's wonderful, so descriptive i was practically there with you .. love the counting of the raindrops, plus, closed my eyes to see the snakey road and the snail-like car ..

This is a happy write, a memory that, like medicine, should be taken at least once a month! Age is just a number, remember?!

[Mark]

Seeking merely to follow the Sun, and does it co-operate? NOT! Just runs and hides beneath the clouds...or perhaps, ABOVE them. Too applicable, and to more divertissements than mere rock-climbing!

"squareLY", "day's" ?

[Cherrie]

I got lost in the picture but the poem was even better

[?]

First of all love that photo,
I like how you described the snake like road as sliding and slithering, just as a snake. lol
The imagery was great as usual, I could close my eyes and feel the raindrops hit my nose, ear, and my head. What awesome visualization.
Nice

[dutch2lips]

ah thank you for this sweet journey, time shared on the road, it made me inhale deep to smell the forest after the rain, well penned!

Amazing! I loved how you counted and told the reader where the rain drops hit and I adored how you separated "a rumble" from the other verses. Wonderfuly written, makes a great sense of memory.

[Sunni Davis]

I love the photo! And the poem was amazing! I love the images your words create; theres a nostalgic feel to this that I really like. Brilliantly written, my friend!

[Dream Weaver]

Visually stunning my friend, enjoyed what
you did with the dipping type..

[Lily Mae]

Yes we were and it still lives in our hearts no matter what others might try to tell us.. :) Great write.. Allen..x