california
cold night in rest stop.
chain up a vw's tires?
nah, roads had no snow.
nevada
elko, home of best
cowboy poetry, gets beat
up by other towns.
utah
nothing to do in
utah but write your name in
mud flats with black rocks.
wyoming
went eighty-five miles
per hour through dick cheney's
home state. he said 'mwra!'
nebraska
'the good life', it says.
maybe for the cows. bugs strike
the windshield like rain.
iowa
wi-fi at rest stops.
"see, we're hi-tech, too!" road kill
suggests otherwise.
illinois
108 miles
to chicago, it's dark out,
and i'm so tired.
indiana
slept in a rest stop
again. apart from that i
remember nothing.
ohio
resisted the urge
to visit cedar point, if
you can believe it.
pennsylvania
short, painless sliver
of the state. visited a
mcdonald's, which was nice.
new york
so long, so dull, so
desperate; we looked forward
to--gasp--albany!
massachusetts
not much had changed in
the seventy-two hours
i'd been gone. go fig.
welcome back garrett.
too late to change your mind now,
isn't it? pictures here.
Excellent poetry. Thought at first you might have gone with haikus, but they're not. Are they tankas? Utah and Nebraska are my favorites. Verses, not states.
Glad you both made it back safe and sound. My friend Lynn just returned from Wisconsin ths morning...I don't think I have the constitution for long road trips anymore...
at juin 1, 2006 7:09 PMhey, thanks.
as far as i know, they should be haikus. i didn't read anything here suggesting otherwise. a tanka on the other hand seems to be 5-7-5, then 7-7, which i lack. on the other hand, you're the english teacher.
it's like riding a bike, though. i'm sure you can still do it.
at juin 1, 2006 9:52 PM