The Rhythm of the Road

 

We navigate by water towers,
wind turbines, slip roads to the motorway,
or tractors towing mountains
of fat round bales of hay.

We navigate by birds of prey
hovering above – that’s a kestrel –
or swallows gathering on the wires
discussing whether to go or stay.

We navigate to go somewhere –
it doesn’t matter where
just for the rhythm of the journey
just a jaunt or faraway.

for dVerse Poets’ Pub, with a nod in the direction of Miz Quickly, whose repetitive prompt I have already covered today. This poem is an anaphora.

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23 Responses to The Rhythm of the Road

  1. So many ways to navigate through this world…very nice

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  2. tigerbrite says:

    I really like your identification with nature.

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  3. Bryan Ens says:

    I like the idea of navigating by things that aren’t fixed in location…like birds of prey or tractors…could make for an interesting journey if you “turn right at the 3rd tractor, drive until you see 5 kestrels and turn left. When you see a sparrow, you have arrived!” 🙂

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  4. kelly says:

    You really captured the rhythm of the road, I live in the country so I felt right at home. Lovely.

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  5. Joseph Hesch says:

    Back when TV was a small grainy B&W with four channels (one of which went off the air by 9:00) and books were my color entertainment, Sundays the old man would take us for a drive…somewhere only he knew the ways. It was darned crowded with so many kids, but you brought back some great memories, Viv.

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  6. CC Champagne says:

    So many of the entries this week have given me such a yearning for a road trip across the US… *sigh* This is another one. Great write!

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  7. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Back in the 50’s-60’s when gas was cheap, and families drove station wagons (before mini-vans & SUVs) we often, on weekends, would just “take a drive”, go look at cows, at derelict cars in farmer’s fields, visit Mts. Rainier, St. Helens, Adams, or Baker; go to the sea, visit the islands of Puget Sound, cruise the rain forest, end up at the Seattle Center having a snack at the Space Needle–Washington State is a wonderland for wanderlust.

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  8. Love the marks you travel by. This is how it should be.

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  9. Madhura says:

    I loved ‘kestrel’, the swallows discussing whether to go or stay.. and definitely, the rhythm of your journey is beautifully expressed!

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  10. whimsygizmo says:

    Beautiful, Viv. The rhythm of the journey and the rhythm of this poem flow so well together.

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  11. charleenm says:

    Just for the rhythm of the journey. You said it right!

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  12. shanyns says:

    oh how I love this! Round bales and the smell of summer drives! Thanks for joining in for Poetics!

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  13. I love the rhythm of this in both the stanza structures and the entirety….My favorite is the mid-stanza…I love to envision those birds. Excellent work, Viv!!

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  14. brian miller says:

    smiles….just letting the road take you where it will…now that is the life…like riding a river…no where in particular to go than where it takes you…see plenty of vultures and buzzards….more carion birds than birds of prey…

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  15. I love the wonderful details and feel to this. Cheers!

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  16. wolfsrosebud says:

    so liked the beginning of each verse… loved the wisdom in your lines

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  17. Grace says:

    I specially like the ending – the rhythm of the journey, be it near or faraway ~

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  18. Susan says:

    The get up and go could just bet to feel alive. Lovely!

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  19. Laurie Kolp says:

    A wonderful capture of human nature… & I love “kestrel”…

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  20. I really dug the last stanza. Sometimes traveling aimlessly is the best; just let your curiosity be your guide and enjoy the journey

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