The Old, The Old, And The Old

‘What’s it that makes you giddy so?’

‘I run down old dusty road:
See wildflowers–ditch beauty grow
Alongside old dusty road,
Flowers–ditch beauty grow.’

‘Why hang your head and move so slow?’

‘I’m miles down old dusty road:
Where fewer and fewer people go
Far down the old dusty road,
Few people go.’

‘Why do your eyes glint as the crow?’

‘I’ve walked whole old dusty road:
Here river runs like liquid snow
Ending the old dusty road,
In liquid snow.’


10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mike Patrick
    Jul 27, 2011 @ 18:56:52

    There is something here that grabs. Perhaps it’s the repetition. I know its showing a maturing style. I really like it.


  2. Laurie Kolp
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 22:56:14

    I agree with Mike… this is so much fun and very touching. There’s nothing like the road of experience.


  3. Sherry Blue Sky
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 23:19:56

    I love the mood of this piece – and the eyes glinting like a crow!!


  4. Bob
    Jan 28, 2012 @ 08:47:04

    Can’t escape the cold in the end but at least the dust didn’t seem to bother you 😉


  5. Kellie Elmore
    Feb 06, 2012 @ 17:41:59

    this just sings!!! i love the melody and the happy feeling inside the imagery you paint here. feels like home when you speak of dusty roads. comforting. thank you.

    my latest


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