READY, SET, GO

 

 

We’re moving faster.

We’re getting closer.

It waits

Patiently.

We can’t stop.

We have no control.

When the time comes,

We must be ready.

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KEEP DRIVING

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KEEP DRIVING

Drive until the sun rises,

Until darkness lowers its head.

Drive without direction,

Without purpose.

Feel the wind through your hair,

Slapping your face.

No one can reach you.

No one can find you.

The sound of the wind for music.

The passing scenery for entertainment.

Others pass you;

Others seeking answers.

Find your answers.

Let your thoughts lead the way.

SEA OF GOLD

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The sun sets

on glistening sand.

The ground splits open

to reveal a path.

Miles into the distance,

the path continues.

Through the mud,

you trudge.

Sinking into the muck,

you forge ahead.

Roadblocks or rocks

won’t deter you.

A crooked road it may be,

but follow it you must

until the bitter end.

THE ROAD TAKEN

 

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The road curves.

It straightens.

Past meadows.

Crowded cities.

Miles of pasture.

Windows open.

Wind rushing past.

Follow the birds.

Until the next town.

The next city.

The next stop.

Engine rumbles.

It dies.

Destination reached.

Time served.

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

 

 

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

 

I take the winding path shaded in red

instead of hiding in my comfy bed.

 

The road widens and narrows its scope

as it weaves away from any hope.

 

Blood red threatens the night sky

as laughter follows me high.

 

Rivers of crimson red coat my tired feet

as I walk the road of shame and defeat.

 

Why cannot life take the high road?

I ask if I may be so bold.

 

Ahead I see a bright light

as I rise with all my might.

 

I run toward the rainbow in my mind

in the colors and hues, I hope to find.

NOT THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

 

 

NOT THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

 

This is not the yellow brick road

that will lead you to fantasies.

This is the road of reality

that is determined by your choices.

Its course is charted by you.

Take care of the twists and turns.

It’s a ride of a lifetime.

THE FINAL BELL

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Walk to the end.

A long walk alone.

Clouds hang low.

Quiet reigns supreme.

Darkness abounds.

One foot in front of the other.

Moving closer to the end.

Does heaven wait for me?

I close my eyes in acceptance.

Fate has rung her final bell.

DO NOT TOE THE LINE

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DO NOT TOE THE LINE

 

A road that’s not taken

is a road forsaken.

Do not turn your face

from the hectic race.

Follow the bright lights

and achieve great heights.

Do not hang your head in fear

for your time is now and here.

Take your place in the curving line

of others who won’t toe the line.

Rev up your engine and soar

with your foot pressed to the floor.

You have only one chance

in life to sing and dance.

Let this be your time

to not toe the line.