Escape

I wish my mind could be like the highway on a Sunday morning

Open and free

But I’m blocked

Not only with cars and trucks

But wagons and carriages and Roman chariots

As if multiple millenia

Have conspired

To ensure this mental constipation

What would it take?

A herd of 100 elephants?
A monster truck that could just push right through?
Or a snap of two fingers

Like that purple guy, and all will be gone

Maybe, just maybe

I could find a new road

With less lanes - 

Preferably one

And I’m happy with a dirt road

no high rise chunks of concrete, to block the light

no stress-drunk taxis, to continuously fight

Those big truck thoughts would not dare go on it

And all I’d face

Would be a bit of mud in the rain

And when the sun comes up

I’d be free from the pain.

Author's Note

drinking-coffee-while-watching-traffic thoughts. Painting by William Chase.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

the painting set my mind for your poem, Sleepless. Sounds like you want the road less traveled by. :) city living, traffic, people and the rush to get ..... there sure can add up to an Escape. thanks for sharing this inspiring musing over your coffee. :)
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Hey Big E....great for you to stumble on my page again. I'm dabbling in poetry again ;)

[Einstein Noodle]

i haven't been here a while either and totally blank as far as inspiration goes ... i moved from my mountain alcove to the windy plains of the upper midwest 8 months ago and am still unpacking ..

[SleeplessVolcano]

Ahhh..how about an unpacking piece....dusting off those memories, reshelving forgotten dreams...

[Einstein Noodle]

you are too kind Sleepless.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

What a great allegory to describe writer's block.
I am taking all kinds of detours lately.
This is so damn clever, I can't stop smiling.
j.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Thanks Jacob....I'm getting back on the writing band-wagon again :)

[Chris Shaw]

Our minds can on occasions resemble a traffic jam. Bogged down with overthinking. I much prefer the direction of travel in your posted image. Calm over chaos every time. Good to see a new poem from you.

Chris