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BACKROADS and BYWAYS

Featured are poets who took to the backroads and byways in a December 2023 prompt, describing their journeys and jaunts through backdrops and panoramic imaginations with descriptive and remarkable poetry. One poet took ILA on the roads of life's journeys, another poet took to dream travel and two poets took the more picturesque route through beautiful landscapes.
















 

JOURNEY OF THE BACK ROADS As I set forth upon the winding paths, Through hidden valleys and forgotten lands,

I am free, a gypsy of the open road,

With naught but dreams and wonders at my hand.


The back roads whisper secrets in my ear,

Their whispers carry tales of old and true,

Each turn unveils a world unknown, unseen,

A canvas painted with shades of every hue.


No bustling crowds or towering cityscapes,

Just solitude and nature's symphony,

The open road, a partner in my journey,

A dance of wild, untouched serenity.


Through fields of gold and shadowed mountain peaks,

I wander, unencumbered and carefree,

In every curve and bend, a story waits,

A poet's heart, forever wild and free.


© Concetta Pipia

USA


 

DREAMTIME TRAVEL


Traveling alone at my own pace

Gives me freedom and space;

To relish the beauty of a journey

With ample breathtaking views at liberty.


The train I'm on, goes fast and slow.

In every nook and cranny, it leaves me

Feeling with vim, vigor and zest;

It's a country train I'm on, going west.


Passing through a scenic mountain range:

The alluring vistas have no end;

Along a zigzag rail in the midst of sylvans' trail;

Under long dark tunnels, there's both chill and thrill.


Valleys down the valley of blue haze

Covering the landscape behind the maze

Of rugged terrain and sandstone walls

Weaving wild imaginings at sunset, when twilight falls.


Echoes of myths these mountains breathe

Whom people keep their honor and respect

Native legends are bound by a legacy

In dreamtime folklore, their ancestors lay.


The train I'm on goes fast and slow

For travelers like me wanting to know.

How vast these mountains can keep abreast -

The stories of old I heard in the west.


© Leah Dancel

SH-Australia


 

DRIVING THROUGH LIFE


Drive carefully unto this road called "life",

People will be switching lanes on you without giving any prior signal nor warning.


There may be humps and obstacles in the middle of the road.


Sometimes... A traffic jam would stop you abruptly from getting a little faster to your destination.


Or... A sudden, heavy downpour could give you that blurry vision while carefully driving to this journey of life.


Yes!

It's going to be a very rough and tangling road, And you may be burdened on the weight of the world caused by some wrong

turns and bumps.


But...

Don't shrink from any setback that would come your way,

Take the traces of each and every trial, heartache and pain that may come to crash you as motivations,

To keep you on the right track.


Piece by piece...

Forge the fires that once consumed you into lighting your new path,

And be more determined on your journey back to a better you.


By taking the small acts of self love along the way,

To be able to get a chance to rise from the ashes.


And eventually...

It will lead you back to the road where it breathed life anew for a clear and brighter future ahead.


© Lame Beaver

Philippines


 

BACKROADS AND BYWAYS


On the byway with the Majestic Mayon

the world's volcano with a perfect cone

provides a picturesque scene for travelers

keeping warm company for the drivers


The poet in my unleashed mixed emotions

the clouds hovering, truly the reflection

of the day's mood as it sashays in the horizon

setting the tone for the colors' fusion


Passing by this backroad is a pleasant task

thoughts fly in many directions, no need to ask

when the sunlight's delight for us to bask

everything is dropped, no hiding behind masks.


Filipinos are fortunate for this scenery

the thin smoke cloaked by imagery

cotton clouds a sight to behold

when sometimes a rainbow appears with a pot of gold.


A nomad, a gypsy I must be in a previous life

for backroads and byways are familiar to me

the thrill and joy I feel, I totally agree

defines me as a person, born to be free.


© Rosemarie Miranda

Philippines












Photography of Rosemarie Miranda

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