Monday, 22 August 2011

The Ride - Magpie Tales.

 










Black asphalt beckoning
we'd drive
forever to nowhere
fast.
Furious at the world
for nothing in particular
just fuel for the ride.


Magpie Tales   write a small vignette or poem using the photo above as your inspiration.

38 comments:

Helen said...

These kids look like they have moved beyond furor ~ or haven't approached it yet! Nice Magpie....

Monkey Man said...

What a full tank of gas won't do.

That Janie Girl said...

I remember when we went for the ride - just for the ride!

Lolamouse said...

Yes. I remember those feelings. Everything had to be felt intensely. Nice write.

Mamma has spoken said...

Nice short poem!

Linda said...

Well done, Deborah.

Munir said...

No one will know who I am looking at,
except the one who catches my eye,
will there be a promise of crossing by again?
or will this be simply a lie?

Rinkly Rimes said...

Yes, driving fast is a sort of fury. But for some, like me, fast means fear.

WyomingDiva said...

"Fuel for the ride" indeed. Nicely written.

Leontien said...

Great little poem and i love the picture!

and thanks i had to chuckle about your mice/mouse comment!

Thanks
Leontien

Everyday Goddess said...

So true, been there!

Brian Miller said...

drive forever to nowhere...ha..yeah, that sounds like us at that age...and still at times...

Erratic Thoughts said...

Oh yeah, seems like that...
furious at world goes with Teen-age, been there! Lol..
Well said Deborah:)

Dave King said...

Great little poem. Says it all in a nutshell! Lovely.

Deborah said...

Thank you everso much everyone for stopping by and for your comments x :o)

Rashmi said...

Beautiful poem..
forever to nowhere fast....wonderful

Rashmi said...

Thank you Deborah...I was not well for some time......Thank you very much for your kind support ,for stopping by and for your great comments.

Deborah said...

Thank you Rashmi, so pleased to see you back :o) x

Mama Zen said...

Lovely piece!

Mary said...

Ah, at the price of fuel today, joy rides are much shorter, I fear!

Poetry of the Day said...

this poem blew my mind. ive never felt like this before.
Have you ever read Longing by Mathew Arnold?

robkistner said...

Oh, for those youthful days of angst-fueled discontent... Nice write!

Jenny said...

Oh, what a cool, cool picture! Your words just tell the tale so well.

Deborah said...

Thank you so much for stopping by and for your comments xxx :o)

Sue J said...

Yes, just for the ride and not the destination.

Ryan Hill said...

"drive
forever to nowhere
fast."

Beautiful line there!

Deborah said...

:o) Thank you Ryan x

Selma said...

I really like that idea of being furious at the world because that's often how it is at that age. Succinct and very well done.

W.C.Camp said...

You emote mountains in just a few words - the poem and old photo are lovely. Per your challenge here is my wordy attempt with a dark humor twist. W.C.C.

For so many who see our smiles, they feel a touch of sorrow

Though clearly 3 heads in a car, are better than 1 in a barrel

Yes our lives would have be easier,
as too our hopes for tomorrow

Had we not bet and WON,
that our bodies could be lopped off by Zorro!

Deborah said...

Thank you Selma x

LOL ... Brava! Thanks W.C.Camp

jabblog said...

I remember the sheer joy of driving when I was seventeen. I had a bad habit of forgetting to watch the fuel indicator, though:-/

Deborah said...

My partner still does that! LOL
thanks for popping by Jabblog x

earlybird said...

I like this very much, Deborah

Deborah said...

Thanks earlybird :o) x

Other Mary said...

This is really wonderful!

Deborah said...

Thank you Mary :o) x

Kathy Bischoping said...

Lovely too. So spare and simple, room to breathe.

Deborah said...

Thank you Kathy :o) x