To The Open Road

 

I kindle a song from the trespass of faces
that press against money and fall flat
that ride the roads with artful pieces
for words and the genius of open eyes
in a shut off world

This is to the new year and the poor bones
who falter, starve, in beautiful places
and long for grand highways , the ones that float
in blue ribbons past everyday pain
to watch the heartbeats of humanity
rise in a rejoicing of individual truths -

 

Let me twist a canvas into long roads
and add stops of fresh milk, watermelons,
a loaf browning in the distant sun
on the highway of gentle portraits
that do not push, nor shove
that whisper brilliant sentences or paint hues
to lava the eyes with bright scenes
to scent the wild fir with belief
and climb the sand dune road
straight to the beach, I wave

 

a new year to the machinery that made the roads
to the men who sweat,  freeze, who hold signs
saying stop, slow, go! Go

to the gulls and pipers the flatbeds,

and the dignified mercedes, go
all of us down this splendid twist of road
where America believes like an adolescent
stretching wide eyed toward a dreamer's goal,
still stubborn enough to be happy
still holding her hand drawn picture
of the open road.

Reviews

[Pippa Stoneheart]

It's deep, inspirational, very moving, transparent and i like it so much. please accept my friend request and review my works if you have time. thanks!

[Emily B]

if I started walking right now, how long would it take me to get there?

[Adelia Alighieri]

Some of the words were very deep:
heartbeats of humanity, individual truths, whisper brilliant sentences, gentle portraits, dreamer's goal...

Truly a great write!

[W.k.kortas]

It's Ginsberg's "Howl", condensed and gentler, but the sweep and majesty is all there. Maybe it's the love child of Ginsberg and the Joad family, but whatever it is, it is writing of the highest order.

[Ed Hart]

you display an increasingly steady hand as you head into the mountains

[Robin]

enjoyed this journey through your words ~ loved it