The Open Road



When the world closes in on me like elevator doors
and life's troubles send me to the basement floor
one cure that rescues my spirits back up
is not an elixir you pour in a cup
you cannot buy it and place on a shelf
no roadmap or guiede book can really help
it is simply the freedom of the open road
that clears my mind and sooths my soul
it can be sunny or stormy weather
and if the destination is grandkids thats even better
I don't need to go far you see... I just need time to think
so give me the car keys and some gasoline.





I know to some this may sound very environmentaly unfriendly, but if it helps your view on it; I do recycle. :-)

Comments

  1. The best things in life cannot be bought, this of course is true. Your poem is beautiful, the meter is fantastic and its message is so very true - freedom is the path to happiness.

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  2. Dear Carrie,

    Send me a postcard! With five kids, sometimes I pack everyone off with their Dad for a few days...I love the feeling of doing whatever I want once in a while!

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  3. It's true, the open road can smooth out some of the blue meanie days.

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  4. I can totally relate to this Carrie, I love the open road...true freedom...bkm

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  5. Excellent post! If the roads were open, I'd be on them, but right now they seemed to be packed with people coming back from summer vacations. =)

    -Weasel

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  6. Carrie, I love this poem and photo - PERFECT photo for the material. There is a freedom on the open road - I always love driving through new scenery:) I enjoyed this very much:)

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  7. Thank you all for your wonderful comments....this prompt was fun...have enjoyed reading everyone's. :-)

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  8. hey Carrie, nothing like a good road trip!

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  9. Carrie how refreshing on the open road!
    Well done for the prompt!
    Pamela

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  10. This is definitely one of my favourites from your poems, Carrie - I like it a lot!

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  11. Bob you are right about that...a good road trip is great for the soul. :-)

    Hi Flaubert glad you liked it...i enjoyed yours as well. :-)

    Jacob (poet of the week) love your blog...thank you for stopping by and reading my prompt. :-)

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  12. oh carrie, i loved this! how i wish i had the time to spend going anywhere that cleared my mind and heart!! your post breezed through me as if the windows were down and i loved every minute of it!!

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  13. Thank you Sheri, your comments are always poetry to me! Here is a hug :-) :-)

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  14. Ahhhh, just give me some keys and some gasoline. Where will we end up? It doesn't matter does it. LOVED IT!!!

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  15. I love the spirit of this poem. beautiful.

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  16. Hi Dana glad you liked it...thanka you for stopping by. :-)

    Lynda thank you for reading it. Hope you both have a great day. :-)

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  17. Great poem. It has me nostalgic for a younger day where I wasn't worried about how far I was going or if the wind was blowing in my face. You capture the bliss of the open road perfectly. Yes you do recycle, memories included.

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  18. Dearest Carrie, thank you for the sweetest comment.

    I love road trip..:)

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  19. Glad you liked it Robert, and that is a cool idea...i never thought of my memories and writing that way, but you are right I do recycle them. :-)

    Hi Ruth so glad to see you here...hope you are having a great week. :-)

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  20. This is lovely! I absolutely love the last line, even with the whole environmentally unfriendly part hahaha because to me it tells you to keep on moving forward in the driver's seat.

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  21. That is such a cool way of looking at it Lila...thank you for following and reading my blog. :-)

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  22. Great poem, Carrie! I totally relate to it. Since my husband retired we're doing a lot of traveling. The destination is often grandkids, and I agree that is even better!

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  23. Thank you Connie....retirement sounds wonderful...you can see the grandkids even more!
    That is awesome! :-)

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  24. I'll be singing the song of the open road tomorrow when I head over to the Adirondacks for a few days of camping and head clearing.

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  25. Hope you have a wonderful time CatladyLarew.
    :-)

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