Ode To A Road

[DanaC]

Usual caveats apply: this is still in its early stages. I have been throwing the idea around my head on and off for a couple of days but penned most of it this morning. I need to leave it be and come back to it with fresh eyes to know whether or not it needs more work.

So, as per usual, comments and suggestions most welcome

The Road

The air smells autumnal,
the rainfall is dismal,
the road's getting busy
and traffic is building...
and nobody wants
to be on this road,
hunched over their wheels,
they want to be home.

It's just a route from A to C,
an unimaginative way
of missing out B.

Nobody dreams of it,
nobody runs from it,
no-one returns there
in triumph.
Nobody looks to it,
nobody visits it,
no-one thinks of it
with kindness

It's not some shiny avenue,
with gravel drives
and picture views.
No cosy terraced back-to-backs
no bungalows,
no high-rise flats.


A nondescript B road,
without any houses,
a bus-stop, stood lonely
and masked by the bushes,
and nobody wants to
be on this road,
sunk into their coats,
they want to be home.


It's just a route from A to C,
an unimaginative way
of missing out B.