The Lonesome Trucker

missing my loved one upon the open road

Tender moments mercy need not be

When on a pillow slept alone sight unseen

No hand to hold nor reason a word to speak

So far from home a spirit lonely indeed

So mind does but toss and turn

Heart staving off a restless curse

Of miles, love across

A paved highway universe

And the trucker moves on

He rolls and rolls

Without a smile, and nothing but

A bandaged heart and a lonesome soul

Reviews

[Kesha]

Wow this was very heartwrenching, I loved the flow of this though. What a sad but wonderful piece, hope all is well!

[Michael G. Smith]

Only certian souls can handle this life of solitude, very secure ones. I was blessed to have started this career after my last child moved out so I gave the time needed to be there to raise them. Thanks for your kind insights.

[Kesha]

Very true & good thing you were able to be there. You are welcome

[Norman 223]

You have captured the feeling of solitude that can be both a burden, yet a consolation, knowing that it is but an interlude in life's journey.

[Michael G. Smith]

You are a very wise man because from your comment I believe you understand the burdens and blessings of this career. Thank you my brother.

[KT-B]

I really enjoyed this one Michael. The long-distance truck/lorry driver does paint a picture of a lonely soul and you've captured this well in this one - :)

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you, this is my life. May, I suggest you read To where a snowflake dies aND Letters from the battlefield?

[KT-B]

Are you a trucker? Is it as lonely as it seems? It must have some positives though :)

[Michael G. Smith]

The money is really good, I don't have a boss and almost no physical labor. Those are the reasons I stay with it.

[KT-B]

Sounds good! Plenty of time to think of subjects to write about too I'd imagine :)

[Michael G. Smith]

Lol, exactly!