WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉
Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
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Day 25 | April 25th | Road Block
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Road Block
Road block
after
Road Block
Stop Sign
then a
Warning Sign
Sirens and cops
Fight, flight or freeze
Just Stop
And Breathe
Road Block
My good luck!
Saved me from bad luck
Road Block
after
Road Block
I'm in luck
Good luck
Road Block
on my luck
Road Block
can be good!
Stop
Look
Listen
for your
Road Block
25. Road Block
Signpost reads detour...
Then you choose a better way.
It’s not a roadblock.
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04/26/2020
Road Block
Can’t move ahead
Can’t get passed
Road closed, I read
A way through is all I asked
But I saw that look
The one in his eyes
He had closed the book
No matter what I try
A couple of teens
What can we do?
You sneak down the tree
He had no clue
I saw that look
The one in your eyes
My legs shook
Our love makes me fly
“For the last time,” he swore
We’ll be together
He slammed closed the door
I will brave the stormy weather
No one can tear us apart
I will pick any lock
In matters of the heart
I will jump his road block
©April 25, 2020
J.E. McKnight
Road Block
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Past city-and-street light, beyond the metropolis grime,
I walk myself off of the cobble-stoned pathway
And onto a dirt track of some long-gone time.
“What do you think you’re doing,” I hear say,
That voice like the scratch on those chalkboards
Of the younger days; when the rule was one and one
Would always equal two, and distance was the gulf of fjords.
But here, my footprints make their own shape in dirt track long gone,
And I choose to leave it all behind; the fit-ins and composure
Of that world I don’t fit into; no, I beg you,
Don’t offer me a road block or tincture;
I won’t have it! Let me through!
Past all your…