I cut off a bit of the bottom, but
after coming home from work with a terrible head cold, I sat down to read
through some of a new book I recently bought called “Journal Spilling” by Diana
Trout.
Doing my own bit of “journal
spilling,” I came up with the following.
I hope it helps some of you as well.
Call it a poem, call it whatever you like! ENJOY!
J
If
I were a Road Map!
If
I were a road map…there would be lots of hills and valleys with a few damn
potholes along the way.
There
would be twists and unexpected turns and plenty of blind spots that create the
occasional havoc: crashes, dents, flat tires…
There
will be mistakes made on the map.
The
roads would be lined with trees and shrubs and pretty wild flowers
But
as you can well imagine;
You
will occasionally see the road kill.
There
will be cliffs without guardrails
And
winter weather advisories that you consider ignoring.
There
would be the stone that flies up and cracks your windshield and there will be
nothing you can do about it
And
NO – Insurance will not cover it.
There
will be rest areas; some you will even stop at; but there will be those you
pass by – wising you had not and wondering where the next one will be.
There
will be traffic – heavy, backed up traffic when you are late and
There
will be lonely quiet country roads with plenty of deer and moose crossings.
It
will NOT be a straight road!
But
let’s face it = aren’t those boring anyway???
-
MamaM
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February 7, 2012 ©
