This was written long ago before Vocal, there’s no snow today and the snowmen have melted away, but I thought I’d share it anyway, looking for a smile on at least one face, 😀
I’m melting away in the warm, toasting sun,
soon I know, my time will be done,
but I still have the will,
to climb up the hill,
still have the power to,
withstand the shower!
but as each passing degree,
melts a bit more of me,
my torso is reduced, that is easy to see,
but to the end, my scarf I will cuddle,
until I’m reduced to,
just a big puddle?
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Moe Radosevich
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I’m flying down the B1 highway from Windhoek to Keetmanshoop with a map and a boot full of camping gear. I’m excited for the first stop of my Namibian road trip: the Quiver Tree Forest. I spot the sign and turn onto the C17, off the tarmac and onto the gravel. I’ll be there soon; it’s only ten miles or so. I am unprepared for what comes next. The car slides and slips across the road. I am not fully in control anymore. I slow to a crawl. The car judders and shudders, the noise deafening, the vibrations rattling the teeth in my skull. It takes me around an hour to drive the ten miles. I arrive at the campsite relieved to be in one piece, even if it feels like all my bones have been shaken slightly out of place. I will later learn that this is what happens when the gravel road becomes “corrugated”, and that the roads authority goes round once a week to “grade” them. Seems I arrived about 6 days after the grader had last been round.
By Jenifer Nim3 days ago in Wander
Comments (3)
awwww
I love this :) The ending was sad but also cute in a way. Well done!
Really liked this one