November Notes: Poem – Day 15 – Free Verse – “Where Car Rides Lead” #poetry #writing #amwriting #music 


Today’s song prompt is “Midnight City” by M83.

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“Midnight City” – M83

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Credit: http://www.8tracks.com

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To where do car rides lead? 

Wherever we may go. 

Let’s ride the night out, 

Let the city lights glow, 

Wrap us in their electronic warmth. 

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To where do car rides lead? 

Any direction you may go. 

Don’t sit and wait, 

Put your foot on the break, 

Start the car let’s go. 

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To where do car rides lead? 

Adventures waiting to be towed, 

Come along as the lights gleam, 

The city is ours, 

Our time, our night, to explore.

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To where do car rides lead? 

Neon signs, the horizon beams, 

Driving all night, 

No where to go, our journey —

In this broken church, our city.

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To where do car rides go? 

They lead us to flickering dreams.

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Poem: Wrapped Refrain – “Vacation At Home”


Thanks to The Daily Post for the word prompt price.

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http://www.howstuffworks.com
 

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Buying groceries we often sigh,

Over price paid for our food –cry

Economy not in the right place yet,

Paid eight bucks, cauliflower? Regret.

Have to eat, we purchase food that is good for us,

Fruits, veggies, crisp and delicious, at a high price plus —

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The dollar is low, the US dollar,

Is overvalued, we holler.

But can’t do much, but vacation,

In Canada, our home, elation,

Rocky Mountains, hiking trails, walking,

On a sandy beach, into water, both talking,

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Family or friends with us, happiness,

Summer is on it’s way, sunniness,

Thinking about Montreal,

French culture, Quebec City feel,

Home is the best place to take a vacation in,

Golfing in BC, music festivities, diving in,

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The price we pay to visit the states,

Stretches budgets here, so wait,

We won’t be visiting Vegas,

Engrossed in what, Canada has,

Hundreds of years-old culture, freedom, pristine,

Unique, brilliant, festivity; home, nature gleams.

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Not ashamed, not to pay the price,

Worlds experienced at lower price,

I’ve sunsets to wander at, to love,

I’ve people to see whom I also love,

The world in our own back yard awaits, our history,

Buying groceries, shopping, the unknown; much mystery.

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Poem: Quatrains – “Flow Through Life, Hurts”


Thanks to the Daily Post for the word prompt flow.

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http://www.rebloggy.com
 

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The ebb and flow of life passing,

Each day new dreams aspiring,

Whimsical thoughts that seem,

Errant from the eye soft gleams.

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I’ll get through this, though I feel stuck,

Each day, a rough ride but with luck,

Overcome the rising flow,

Water rising, as life firmly goes.

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Dreamt that I could be so free, real —

Real things are worn, wrapped with feeling,

Not a problem being worn, forlorne;

Life isn’t perfect, sometimes you’re torn.

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Mixing batter in the bowl, make —

Cake for whom can eat what I bake.

Nothing I make with two hands, tastes —

Worthy as freedom to be rates.

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Tired, worn, a lark with empty hurt,

Moments that flow by life, the worst.

Tomorrow the sun will rise, burst —

Bring better times, make it through first. 

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