A busy thoroughfare
For those who dare
Freak accidents abound
On that cursed stretch of ground
Tooele exit and beyond
One hundred miles of dread
Lined with crosses
For all to see
Each cross a memory
A loved one who left too soon
Early mornings beware
Of the lady who stands alone
You stop to render an assist
But end up alone in the mist
Travel the road in the bright sunlight
To avoid the evil that dwells in the night
Interesting poem! I prefer to travel Highway 50, the Loneliest Road in America, but have had a few scary experiences there, too.
An EVIL so strong it reaches into the light and turns daytime into night. Recently,14 April 2015, midday, One dead,18 hospitalized in I-80 crashes. Many accident photos on-line, search accidents on I-80 Utah. Yesterday,4: 50pm, my wife and I drove the deadly stretch returning from our Mother's Day weekend in Wendover, NV.
Love this poem, I remember that road to Wendover... Traveled it many times my friend.
I don't remember the picture with the cross and the dove! When did you add that?
Wow! This poem intrigues me, makes me want to know more. Good work!
Used to ride my horse there, before there was a highway...
Reading your poem this morning and wondeng why this road is so dangerous. Looks like a poem for the TV program called Twilight Zoneri. Remember you would wake me up when we all were kids at home so you weren't alone watching it. Creepy program. Poem is well written filled with suspense and mystery.
If this road is so dangerous, there must be ways to make it safer. Possibly lower the speed limit and use headlights during the days and nights.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Been there, have traveled that road.