My dreams stretch along
a certain expanse of highway
where space hangs
in loops of golden unison
where the ghost towns mix
with sunflower fields
Even this flat land is
beautiful now…
me
the concrete
velocity
and
desertion
I could go on
forever
avoiding the end
pushing the limits of where
the swirl of the earth
curtsies to a new moon
This is a thought-provoking poem. I’ll have to sit and read this again when I have more time. I enjoy your writing!
Thanks so much, Reggie. I appreciate your very gracious compliment.
You are very welcome!
Beautiful imagery, Lana. It’s always a treat to see one of your poems pop up in my emails. I can see that open road.
Thanks, Diana! I’m teaching online this summer, sigh. I’m truly in need of an open road or even a comfy couch for naptime 😀
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Thanks, John!
You are very graciously welcome.
sweet!!! 🙂
Thank you, Jim. Sometimes all we need is an open road, like now, Lol.
and a convertible 😉
I love the life and death metaphor of “ghost towns mixing with sunflower fields.” And these lines were powerful, Lana: “me / the concrete / velocity / and / desertion / I could go on / forever.” They spoke to me of change, peeling out of your old life and not looking back, heading into a bold, new reality you can’t even visualize yet. 🙂
Thank you, Joan. We have so many ghost towns in this area of Texas. I’ve always been fascinated by them. I’m a huge Fannie Flagg fan, one of my favorite movies is Fried Green Tomatoes. 😀
So beautiful, Lana. Such a great dream!
Thank you, Iris. We can find freedom out there on the open road 😀
My pleasure, Lana. 😃 <3
Lana, I love your imagery in this – and the contrast between the sunflowers, the concrete…and the ghost towns. Beautifully evocative!
Thanks so much, Betty. I hope you have a lovely week. xx
You too, Lana. ❤️
Many dreams are created on the open road 🙂
That is true, Debby. A stretch of infinite possibilities. Hope your week is going good my friend 😀
Thanks Lana. Wishing you the same 🙂
An open road and time to enjoy the ride – what else do we need, right? Beautiful poem, Lana! Makes me long for discovering those endless plains and deserted towns. 😄
There is something peaceful about an open road and uninhabited spaces, I think. Thanks, Sarah! xx