The Road

there is nothing like a long drive to clear the head and mend the heart

                

                                He lifted me to heights I’ve never known

                                the world passing in a blur

                                my mind spinning (faster than these tires)

                                unable to focus until

                                left reeling from the whiplash of his final impact

 

                                I look upon you

                                my old friend

                                you share my desires

                                never wavering,

                                                this mutual fire

                                I give…and you open wider

                                leading me to places I never dreamed of going

                                on nights so lonely there’s nowhere to turn,

                                except to ride in comfortable silence

                                as you wipe away my lingering tears

                                painting vistas just for my eyes           

                                as welcome as the sun

                                rising in the sky

 

                                and finally

                                I can breathe…

Author's Note

Photo ~ Pintrist
Poetry ~ MsJewel

Reviews

[redzone]

What a terrific metaphor Julie. Life, from time to time will remind us of loss, of what was, or should have been. And there we are, within ourselves, seeking answers to all the whys. Or as your line says: "on nights so lonely there's nowhere to turn/except to ride in comfortable silence..." And as life usually does, shows you different paths to: "I can finally breathe..."

Nicely penned, Julie!
Curt

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind words :) Julie

[emmajoygreen]

A long ride to anywhere or nowhere in particular can release stress for sure! Perhaps tis the feeling of liberty, no plans, no specific destination, but the foot down and proud, the eyes focussed on the future rather than the once visited but gone. The picture is a great lure but.. the words are even more memorable as the reader re.reads two or three times.

' unable to focus until - left reeling from the whiplash of his final impact'
' painting vistas just for my eyes - as welcome as the sun - rising in the sky '

[tumi]

"Your words touched my heart, speaking directly to my soul."
truly inspiring, best regards, thanks for sharing.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind words :) Julie

[Arundass TP]

This poem felt like dipped inside harsh emotions. Excellent writing 👍

[MsJewel]

Thank you :) Julie

[Davidgeo]

It depends on how you take the writing I think, but to me that picture is hilarious.

Am I the only one to think that lady is dumping something out into that car?

[MsJewel]

I didn't see the picture that way, but I'm thrilled you enjoyed it! Thanks for stopping by :) Julie

[Davidgeo]

Ha, yeah. We see what we want to see. Eww. Now I feel extra gross.

[Beccy]

As one with jacob on this, a wonderful and very sublime metaphor that ran seamlessly through every line.

Beccy.

[MsJewel]

I'm thrilled you enjoyed it Beccy. Thanks so much for the comment :) Julie

[Desert Knave]

It has been too long since anyone made the drive that enjoyable for me. Well written. ~Jim

[MsJewel]

Thank you Jim. I hope all is well with you :) Julie

[John the Baptist]

Quite a profound and moving love poem, this one. And I seldom review love poems.

[MsJewel]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks so much :) Julie

[Amy R]

Oh my, I loved reading this, for a moment I got lost in this poem, felt like a mini movie in my head.
A long drive really can calm and relax the mind and soul.
Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing.
-Amy

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind words. I'm thrilled you enjoyed this :) Julie

[Amy R]

You're welcome Julie. :)