I Want A Dirt Road
I wanna dirt road,
I hear the wind song a calling.
I see the woods offering me abode
since the snow will soon be falling.
I need one that winds far down into who knows where,
there I can take a walk with a creek winding along beside,
cause then I can lose all pressing cares.
I need sunshine and weather that offers fair betide.
I wanna dirt road so I can just open up and tare!
I need a dirt road
so I can ride down far into the midnight dark,
deep down where all of the sounds are bullfrogs and water toads.
I need a dirt road to ride down where I can think an' pause to drink;
I love the one that winds down really far enough to find natures condo,
where me and Sunshine Sally may intimately park.
I need a dirt road where all arguments may there be cast,
where we can duel it out with fist and blade
until the compelling feelings have long since passed.
I need a dirt road through dense wood and fairy glade,
one where the spirits dwell and their pursuing servants fast,
'cause there I shall truly have it made!
I need a dirt road that winds down far
enough so that I can hear the distant loom of the mission bells,
then I can gaze upward to see the winking of the stars
and know without hesitating, that indeed.
I have done very well.
H.L. Lowless
The author is an international ESL Instructor. He has been a writer for over thirty years. His latest publications have been two books of nonfiction with Algora Publishing, and fictional publications with combo e-zines and print magazines; Leaves Of Ink, Short Story Lovers, The Fear Of Monkeys, and Frontier Tales.
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Sometimes the basics we cry for are the things we once took for granted. The poems connects for me.
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