The Way Home

Drivin’ an empty road

in the middle of a forgotten time.

Nothing to see, ‘xcept some trees

sharin’ tales of past glory.

Standing proud as they wave branches

filled with the grace of Mother Earth.

Listenin’ to Fleetwood Mac on the radio,

more miles falling behind me.

The dirt road urging me to slow down,

but I’m too damn tired to care.

Drivin’ home to leave this week in the dust,

I lose myself in the rhythm.

Each day repeating to the same old song.

Most too fast to count, and

I forget to breathe. My head still

spinning when the lights go out.

Drivin’ this empty road

with nothing to see ‘xcept some lonely trees,

I remember to breathe. One more bridge crossed –

The sun in my rear view mirror.

Dirt road stretching before me

with its unknown turns,

concentrating on the now –

wonderin’ who invented the game.

All I need is a hot meal

and a place to rest.

I don’t need some fancy toys

or fancy clothes to define me.

All I want is the freedom to cry.

And the freedom to sing.

I wanna dance in the present.

One road behind me. Another road up ahead.

Crossin’ one bridge at a time.

Remembering to breathe…

Takin’ each new turn

with my foot steady on the pedal. 

©Brenda Baker ~ Caffeinated Ramblings 2017

I wrote this poem in August, 2016 after my last road trip. I’m preparing to leave again on Tuesday, so I remembered this poem which I finally got around to editing.

On a personal note: I also had the huge honor of writing a poem this week for one of my sisters who’s getting married in July. My sister is such a beautiful person, and I have no doubt that she will make an absolutely beautiful bride. I can’t attend the wedding, so I was both thrilled and a wee bit nervous about writing the poem. But I’m delighted to say that she loves it. 🙂

My sister also continues to be one of my greatest supporters, along with my mother and other sisters. I’m not sure that I would’ve had the courage to keep writing without their never ending words of encouragement.

It was only some time this week that I realized I will most likely spend the rest of my life writing in one form or another. The fear of having nothing left to say is finally gone. The words aren’t going anywhere. I just have to continue following them wherever they choose to take me.

Some writing will be good, but not all. I was having a look at a couple of my earlier poems, and realized that they’re in need of some serious editing. A goal for later this summer, maybe.

Lastly, I probably won’t get a chance to post over the next few weeks cause of my upcoming road trip. So until next time, take care of yourself. Know that you’re worth it. And as always, feel free to share your thoughts with me. I love hearing from you. 🙂

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10 Responses

  1. sheldonk2014 says:

    It’s often the case
    That the person who is getting lamb based
    Is not present to defend themselves
    But you see that why they are having this conversation in the first place
    We are very strange people
    Yes me include
    As Sheldon Always

    • CyberneticBlonde says:

      You’re right, unfortunately. We sometimes judge others without knowing the entire story, and without thought to the poor person being judged. I suspect that it makes those standing in judgement feel better about themselves maybe. We have so much left to learn as human beings.

  2. Tami says:

    There is such a such a dusty dirt road rhythm to this poem Brenda! I love it. I felt the whole experience of “going home” emotionally and physically. I hope you have a wonderful and safe road trip! <3

    • CyberneticBlonde says:

      Thank you so much, Tami! I ended up being away longer than expected. I’m so sorry for not getting to your comment sooner. I hope all is well with you. Until next time, take care. 🙂

      • Tami says:

        No worries Brenda! All is well with me. I hope you had a great summer and I’m sure that you’re busy now with getting back into the school year. 😀

        • CyberneticBlonde says:

          That’s so good to hear, Tami.😊 And I did have a fantastic summer. I can’t believe it’s September already. Time goes way too quickly. But I am looking forward to another great year.😊

  3. -Eugenia says:

    Excellent poem, Brenda, and have a safe trip.

    • CyberneticBlonde says:

      Thank you as always, Eugenia! And as always, your kind words are so appreciated. 🙂 Wishing you a beautiful Sunday!

  4. CyberneticBlonde says:

    Thank you for your wonderful feedback, Sheldon! I would have to agree about writing being a good housekeeper. For me, it helps clear the cobwebs from my mind and organize my thoughts. I am hoping to squeeze in some fun on my trip. 🙂 Wishing you a wonderful week ahead!

  5. sheldonk2014 says:

    Writing is a good house keeper
    Hope you are going somewhere fun
    Enjoy never the less
    As Sheldon Always

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