Where?
Down near Highway 50
I’m flying South,
My tires came off in the North.
And East is running,
And West was shot down.
I forgot I was here,
When was I ever,
On highway 60
With the bones of society,
With the pope's lips of piety
Stomping on highway 40
Where brown and white infants lay,
Where president’s tap, tap
On a child astray
Where?
Through to the West,
Not quite South,
Not quite East.
I’m on the road with the priest,
To pray for his sins
With black violins
And the devil rides shotgun,
And the devil rides everyone
Where?
Towards the silence,
that sleep’s like sorrow and
rings as warfare crawls in furrows-
Least I fall tomorrow
Down near Highway 66
Where I’m flying South,
And I’m seeing North.
And East is tired,
And West has leaked out,
And I’m so far out,
So very far.
Nov 02, 2022
This poem is part of the challenge:
November 2022 Random Challenge When I wake up in the morning
Highway 66
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Interesting title...
Your language is fine, the rhythm and pace are good, and I'm not sure that the theme is how I perceive it. I see this as a rant against the Catholic church. Which certainly is fine with me! I love the ending; I see it as a way to explain how you feel about
writing this piece. It is a matter of feeling like you have to, while wishing that it isn't true. I could be wrong about the whole thing. ~ Geezer.
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Highway 66
Not certain of your personal intent, but I know how this makes me feel. There was a time in my growth, spiritual, mental, emotional, personal, that I'd get in the car and just drive. (I drove out in the country.) Time with my thoughts, both good and not so good, sometimes with resolve.
Thank you,
L