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Cpat Hair
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0 posted 2003-02-27 08:27 AM


Oklahoma City is an
easy flat roll of highway
away from Tulsa
and Tulsa  a short haul
From Joplin, straight down 44

That is unless
They are working on the road
And they are always working
On that road to fix
The winter heaves
And summer ruts of
40 thousand pound trucks
cut in soft pavement

2 Am and the trucks
which never stop
are also using center stripes
as center lines for grill
as hours of staring
start to turn into
small blue pilled
pushings
one more mile
one more
before they stop

Just outside of Tulsa
Someone luck ran out
And a load of hardware
Ace hardware’s finest
Collection of fasteners
Was strung out over
A half mile of four lane
And red lights were
Illuminating the
Low hanging clouds
As if even the glow
Was trapped in tragedy

I had time
While we all waited
Engines off
For the remains of
Some poor trucker to
Be removed from mangled
Jackknife jumble
And for O.D.T. to shovel
Up tons of screws, nails, and staples.
To think about how,
How, inside of me
Iambe had flowed.


She’d run through my life
For years in either a trickle
Or a flood that tumbled
Her family in the channels she cut
And with her gone
That place eroded in me
Sat dry

A place to fall into
On dark nights when
You stumbled
And then lay there
Cursing both the empty
And the pain
Of your own
Mistakes.


An hour later,
The last of the O.D.T. boys
Were setting up cones
to direct at least one lane
and we began to move.

Truckers heading home
Or to the next terminal
Families
Going  on early vacations
Everyone was headed someplace


Me… I was heading
Towards Lacey


About sunsrise
I felt a trickle in that
Empty canyon Iambe cut
And realized Lacey
Had broken
My drought


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Sunshine
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1 posted 2003-02-27 08:55 AM




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2 posted 2003-02-27 09:00 AM




(sigh) Love can truly be a canyon, where either it seems barren and dry but when it is true it has the arroyo flooding and the coyotes at peace with the moon! (big hugggsssss) This is wonderful, sweet friend, I just love this journey, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ron, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

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3 posted 2003-02-27 09:07 AM


Yup...we're headed back to Lacey!!
'Bout time too!
and...can't you drive any faster?
~Hugs & Smiles~

~ Trace my body with your words..
And in doing so, you touch my heart. ~

KristieSue
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4 posted 2003-02-27 09:26 AM


ditto on driving faster...sheesh!  he was stuck in that traffic jam for a few days!

LOL

Love your work Ron and love reading every word of it!!

Duncan
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5 posted 2003-02-27 10:20 AM


'Me… I was heading
Towards Lacey


About sunsrise
I felt a trickle in that
Empty canyon Iambe cut
And realized Lacey
Had broken
My drought'


The road is never longer than when the woman we desire...waits at the other end.  
Buckle up...

Janet Marie
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6 posted 2003-02-27 10:26 AM


She’d run through my life
For years in either a trickle
Or a flood that tumbled
Her family in the channels she cut
And with her gone
That place eroded in me
Sat dry


A place to fall into
On dark nights when
You stumbled
And then lay there
Cursing both the empty
And the pain
Of your own
Mistakes.


==============================
Me… I was heading
Towards Lacey


About sunsrise
I felt a trickle in that
Empty canyon Iambe cut
And realized Lacey
Had broken
My drought

============================

LET IT RAIN ... OH LET IT RAIN ...
LET IT RAIN ON ME  

Where the touch of lovers end and the soul of friends begin,
there's a need to be separate and a need to be one ...
it's struggle neither wins.


wranx
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7 posted 2003-02-27 11:09 AM


And don't you feel....sometimes, that you're as criss-crossed as the surface of mars, with such canyons?

Extra fine.

Ed

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8 posted 2003-02-27 11:10 AM




Grinning at Janet's reply.

With just as much enthusiasm as the others, yes....hurry along...(we were all stuck on that road, by the way, great imagery)...

eager for the next chapter....


Enjoyed, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Susan Caldwell
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9 posted 2003-02-27 12:25 PM


About sunsrise
I felt a trickle in that
Empty canyon Iambe cut
And realized Lacey
Had broken
My drought

Are you sure we are heading back and not forward?


JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
10 posted 2003-02-27 03:13 PM


Interesting...they say that on the Autobahn in Germany they rairly have ruts...the secret is the thickness of the road...thicker roads need less maintenance...somone should tell the Oklahoma Division of Highways this...James
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