This weekend I drove 300 hundred inhospitable miles to and from Scotland. It that time I saw rain , snow , ice , surface flooding and coming back the combination of bright sunshine and wet roads made it like driving into an arc light . At one point the sun was coming through the trees to the right but due the speed and the distance between the trees it was like a stroboscopic effect. It inspired me to write this:
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Hard Road
Speeding into the arc light
I should be aware of the road
It's like a mirror
Can't see the markings
Can't see the other cars
Three Lanes Bad
Two Lanes Worse
The sun is strobing
Through the trees
I still can't see
I've survived
Ice
Snow
Rain
Flood
I am still going
But
This isn't driving
It's just surviving
That's my unstructured "poem" of my experience over the weekend. Two small amendments were suggested by my good friend Joan , and they have been taken on board. Obvious choice for me is Black Sabbath's "Hard Road" , which is probably my favourite Sabbath Song, still gives me goosebumps
I really hope you have a had a great Christmas or Yule break and are ready to run up to the end of the year with gusto.
