Anne Jones

Rookie (New Jersey)

The Road I Travel - Poem by Anne Jones

The road I travel is windy and unsafe
Filled with road blocks and things to slow me down
Constantly seeing a stop sign
One day the signal will turn green and I will push my foot on the gas

For now my safest way to travel is on the highway
Very little stops
Only a straight path to keep going
There is room to be both slow and causious and fast and furious
Depending on the day and what obstacle I face will dictate my speed and my destiny

As I travel the highway I see nothing but black top
It is just me and nothing but road to travel
Needing to realize that there are so many paths to choose
I am my own destination
But for now the road I travel on is windy and unsafe and filled with road blocks

Comments about The Road I Travel by Anne Jones

  • Rookie - 0 Points Kevin Lowell (1/13/2014 10:12:00 AM)

    Beautiful depiction of ones path in life (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,126 Points Hans Vr (8/6/2011 7:37:00 AM)

    Dear Anne,
    I think this poem comes from the heart. I like it. I think it does not matter so much how fast we are going or how many times we have to stop. I think most important is the direction we are going. Moving slowly in the right direction, perhaps dragging a few people who lost their way along is perhaps counting more than speed. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 6, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 6, 2011

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