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Road rhythm

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Amelia travels the road    again   
The air smells of music with a taste of sun     
 

Golden road rhythm and fresh sky for breakfast    
 

Amelia drives north seeking a mirror  
where to finally look at the naked reflection  
of her true eyes
    her many highlights
                shadows  
 

Midday bright drums and a dash of coffee for lunch  
 

Amelia controls the speed  
Eager to arrive does not want to rush  
 

Spring blossoms and harmony afternoon tea  
 

Flat tire  
  Unexpected   rain  
Dinner with moonlit village  
A dance to the fire of a pleasant rest  

Amelia is heading north


_____Adriana Citlali
XXIII-IV-MMXIV


 

Inspired by the prompt at POETICS: Rhythm of the road | dVerse.


 

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Author: Adriana Citlali Ramírez

A citizen of the world, born in Mexico city... A physicist (working as a geophysicist) and a part-time artist (creative writing, oil/acrylic painting, photography)… All posts and poems ©Adriana Citlali Ramírez. All rights reserved.

8 thoughts on “Road rhythm

  1. sounds like she is on a journey..it is a balance as well between the want to arrive but not to steal the magic of the journey to get there as well..even that flat tire is an opportunity to pause and take it all in….

  2. Good use of the 3rd person in this one. I like the idea of not rushing the journey to get at the destination–not something I always remember to do.

  3. Oh I do so like this. Thank you for sharing…

  4. I like very much the twist and turns of always making the best out of the small disasters… a lot of wisdom in your writing.

  5. Hi Adriana I like how you have sectioned the trip, very clever and I felt a clear sense of the journey.

  6. I love that the music is on and off the road, that it leads to every stop and makes her want to linger and not.

  7. the smell of music and the taste of sun – I love how you mixed the senses around, and yet I really like the idea of being able to smell and taste things that you normally hear and feel/see.

  8. oh that sounds like a lovely journey… love the fresh sky for breakfast …. so nice…

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