Looking for the right sound
like the purity of A.M. after midnight,
when road and wind hum along
and the heart beats just right-
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Man. I love this poem. Twas looking for a new poem to comment on but had to reread this perfect poem!
WoW! ! ! ! ! You captured the moment exactly- all those long and lonely drives and chasing radio stations across the dial as your road takes you away from that good station and you must find another so you're not alone in the night... beautiful... top marks! ! ! !
Hey, Pard, this is really good! That good old A.M. radio, the rhythm of the road... Makes me think of that good old song by Kathy Matea, Eighteen Wheels and a Dozen roses. and of course all those great trucking songs by C. W. McCall...
Hey, Smoky! Seeing what's new from you, I just read this one—it's especially good! It's well imagined and flows well, suggesting this has been cookin' a while in your mind and heart. -Glen