Friday, April 15, 2016

Family Road Trip - Part Two

My family and I drove from Tucson to Colorado Springs and back for a family funeral. With 12+ hours in the car I had time to pen this poem...a continuation of a poem I wrote on March 4th. Our family road trip was without incident...until I got home.*

vroom-vroom
highway zoom
family road trip

splat-splat
bugs flat
family road trip

cone - cone
construction zone
family road trip

merge - merge
stop and surge
family road trip

thunk - thunk
potholes clunk
family road trip

slow - slow
traffic barely flows
family road trip

flash - flash
authority clash
family road trip

wrinkle - wrinkle
chip bags crinkle
family road trip

slurp - slurp
soda burp
family road trip

tunes - tunes
daddy croons
family road trip

*added stanza based on the events of the day AFTER our family road trip

smash - smash                                                       
car crash
crosstown road trip










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12 comments:

  1. I bet writing this poem helped to pass the time! I'll have to keep the idea in mind for future road trips.

    Here's my addition (though you didn't ask for one):

    thud! crud.
    glad no blood
    from your road trip

    So sad to see your orange bug crumpled like that Bridget. :(

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    1. Brilliant addition, Michelle, thank you! My bug can be fixed, I just am happy I don't need fixing (or my daughter!). =)

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  2. I saw about the accident on FB, hope you can get the car back like new, Bridget. The poem certainly captures my road trips, love the "wrinkle - wrinkle"!

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    1. Thanks, Linda! There was a lot of wrinkling going on as we ate a lot (too much) junk food. =)

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  3. SO sorry to hear about the accident. What a bummer!! Glad you're okay.

    I do love the poem, so vivid with just the right details to take the reader along for the ride. The "wrinkle wrinkle" was a nice tasty surprise!

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    1. Thanks, Jama! Bring my "reader along for the ride" was what I aimed to do - yay! =)

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  4. I'm sorry about the death in the family and the accident, Bridget. Happy no one was hurt...must have been scary!
    Great job with the poem. You capture all the different moments. I like "stop and surge."

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    1. Thank you, Tabatha! Last week was a tough one... Seems there is a lot of "stop and surge" driving in construction zones. =)

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  5. WAH! Sorry you had to add that last stanza!!

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    1. Thanks, Mary Lee, me too! It was a bummer. =)

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  6. Fantastic poem, but oh! You should have stayed at home a little while longer on your return! :\ (And giggling at Jama, who of COURSE notices the foodie-verse.)

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    1. Thanks, Kat! Yes, Jama has a keen eye for all things yummy! =)

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