AnElephantCant ever stop wondering
Why we have so many songs about roads
Goodbye Yellow Brick
Kicks on Route 66
On it again against all the odds
Is it because a Road may lead you somewhere
It can also bring you back again
It may be wide
Or just a side
But it is always bigger than a Lane
In the city there is usually traffic
Exhausts and horns disturb the peace
High office blocks
Rows of fine shops
And all linked together by Streets
AnElephant as you know hails from Europe
Where there is many a tree-lined Boulevard
He has to tell you
It’s only an Avenue
But he thinks Boulevard is a much cooler word
Architecturally it can be shaped like a Crescent
In Scotland it’s a Gate or a Market
Sometimes called a Drive
It may be pedestrianised
That means you can’t take your car you must park it
In a poem it may be less travelled
Which does not matter as they all lead to Rome
Now AnElephant suggests
That the one he loves best
Is the highway that some day takes him home
*On the Road Again
Roads and songs and laughs and tears.
All the best life has brought so far!
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AnElephantCant deny he loves it
His life is a daily adventure
Tears and songs
Roads and wrongs
And a laugh every day that’s for sure
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Coming to this post
Emmy got lost
On a road less traveled
She took the wrong fork
And off she ambled…
All roads lead to roam.
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AnElephantCant imagine that Emmy
Has ever in her life been lost
She writes exquisite poems
As she ambles and roams
It’s a wonder our paths haven’t crossed
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Smile.
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A new road or aged street
that is where you may meet
another newly found friend
indeed even journeys end
but to be sure, boy oh boy
your heart shall fill with joy
Don’t you ever feel regret
nor allow yourself to forget
but remember once more
those perhaps gone before
and may not clearly be seen
who come sometimes in dream
It may reside deep in your pocket
or hidden enclosed in an old locket
inside your head’s jumbled mixture
the treasured well thumbed picture
with you always those images worn
they won’t allow you to feel forlorn
let your eyes see journeys delight
tread your step so wonderfully light
while walking the paths untravelled
leaves the mixed minds unravelled
the cares that appear so displaced
slot where they belong or into place
When you reach the road home
to the land where you were born
tired yes, happy yes, not forlorn
but inspired so full of joy reborn
you will find your mums dear mite
became ever more keen to write
Your artisan memories and joys
binds you to the Glasgow Boys
creativity is in your rivers of blood
open not shrouded within a hood
your heart won’t let you wander alone
you will arrive to a welcome back home
by LBB
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I liked this blog immensely thank you for sharing and inspiring. Keep travelling g light and bright.
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AnElephantCant ever remember
Receiving such a lengthy reply
He’s not yet ready for home
Jings, it was only a poem
You make it sound like he’ll break down and cry!
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GOODBYE ALIEN PRESENCE
My hat I shall doff
as I bid farewell
for now I am off
with others as well
to fresh pastures new
designed not by Lutyens
but where many not few
understand the Venutian
LBB
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I really enjoyed this one. All the various kids of roads, just too fun and, as always – clever, my dear friend! 🙂
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AnElephantCant deny his love
For travelling 24/7
But when he’s on the road
Back to his abode
He is on the Highway to Heaven
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I like like like this. I hope you find your way home, wherever that may be. 🙂
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AnElephantCant explain all this
He’s a scribbler not an artist
But this is a fact
When his bags are packed
He’ll go home to where his heart is
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Where’s your heart my friend? I’m moving soon too, going back ‘home’.
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That’s the tricky part, Roxi, no one has found it yet!
Good luck with your move.
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Still got several weeks left before the move. As far as your heart goes… every time you write, all who read it can see your heart! And what a fine heart it is too. You share something very special to kids and adults alike and that is worth more than anything. 🙂
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