Duane Botzek

An Eighteen-Wheeler Insider - Poem by Duane Botzek

At a gut level
We want to see how good we are
How fast we are
We want to compete
To win contests
Such a sweet treat…

At a breath of life level
We want to see how good we are
How resound we are
Feel the path beneath our feet
To find one voice
What a savory treat…

Our over bearing desire, is to be in the driver's seat
But our inner nitty-gritty and our see ability
Form best in the passenger seat,
Or walking a path with sand and water beneath our feet
Bringing out and advances our dreams from the backseat

Thought from a driver and a joy rider
An eighteen-wheeler insider

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a story about how driving has open my mind...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 19, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 19, 2012

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