Saturday, March 16, 2019

Road Trip

Saturday morning
Should be a time for sleeping in
But the alarm rings at 5:00 a.m.
Just the same

Rush rush rush
We’re running late
Some place we need to be
It’s time for a road trip

We pack in tight
Fasten seatbelts
And make one last check
Nothing’s been left behind

A blanket of silence
Settles around us
Disturbed only by the occasional odds and ends
Of conversation

White lines and red taillights
Stretch before us
As the sky slowly
Lightens to blue

I reach for my coffee, take a sip,
And the first deep breath of the day
Slowly the stresses of the week
Slip from my shoulders

So many responsibilities
Lie behind me
But nothing more important
Than what lies ahead

Today we’re taking a road trip
To watch my boy run


  1. "White lines and red tail lights..."
    I love that line of your poem. It's simple, but it strikes such a vivid image in my mind.

  2. What a great slice to put things in perspective. Thanks for sharing.

  3. I love the line of the blanket of silence with a few snippets. That's such a great capturing of early mornings!

  4. I love that moment where you take your first sip of coffee and that first deep breath because you're on your way.


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