Getting There

they start out at home, I suppose

going this way and that way

heading wherever they’re headed

often it appears they’ll never

make it to their destinations

not without taking out a few

of the rest us along the way

driving as if every second counts

and each quarter mile is being timed

they’re in a hurry to get to

wherever β€œthere” is for them

I hope they get to where they

want to be but I’ll hear about

it on the news if they don’t

I’m dropping out of this race


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About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on June 29, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 43 Comments.

  1. I had a good one today I was driving behind a flat bed tow truck he was carry a truck and he went under an overpass and every thing came flying off its a good thing I was several car lengths behind him or I would of had all kinds of problems I will be remember this one for awhile

  2. Sometimes i am guilty of rushing too.. but i remind myself constantly to slow down. well worded, makes you think whether its really worth the rush!

  3. I’ve already dropped! πŸ™‚ Welcome!

  4. Very good post.


  5. I think of this so often. Where is everyone heading? Why is there the rush? Why can’t I just sit back, relax and go nowhere. I want to go there – ‘nowhere’. This is a beautiful piece of writing. Cheers!

  6. Yes! Describes the Interstate between Mobile, AL and our home in NW Florida… Or the U.S. Hwy near the beach… Reminds me of the Simon & Garfunkel song, “Feelin’ Groovy”… Slow down, you move too fast!

  7. And you know, John, of all these luxury vehicles, the plush air conditioned comfort, the surround sound of their favorite music playing and yet it seem they in a hurry to escape them. Odd.

  8. burstnbubbles

    So true. We say it here all the time. Even in small town living in the country.
    Or other times they pass by like lightening
    And your sitting behind them at the stop sign. Hurry up & wait!

    • Absolutely! Can’t wait that extra minute or minute and a half to get where they’re going. πŸ™‚ It’s great to meet you!

      • burstnbubbles

        Same to you! So good you talk bout it. .we…people need t be reminded…
        I chuckle in a weird way.
        I have titanium in my cervical spine because of collisions.

        • That’s a hard way to learn the potential hazards and it sounds painful. Hope all is well.

          • burstnbubbles

            Well I wasn’t the driver lol. .
            Im OK. I’m working on walking distances. .
            It actually was gradual that my vertebrae started to cave. I slowly started to paralyze & it has been rough. But my appreciation is pretty different…. I received cadaver bones. That’s the coolest part. Anyway..
            I will stop gabbing 😦

            • Coming through something like that alive can provide an appreciation for life even if it is painful though that does sound like going through an awful lot. Also…you’re not gabbing in the least. πŸ™‚

  9. I cannot help the known, ‘ahem’ well known fact that I have a lead-foot ;-p

    This pretty much sums me up, I feel that I am constantly on the go and yet, I accomplish nothing, yet I conquer all… It’s all nothing but, madness I tell you.

    • I had the led foot up until a few years ago. I would tailgate so close that trading paint was virtually inevitable. I’ve slowed down. Life is short so no reason to waste it behind the wheel but (BUT) it’ll get a LOT shorter if we drive too crazy.

  10. I really like your poetry. It’s nice see there are some talented poets nowadays. I have written all my life (no poetry tho). I started recently writing in english. It would be nice have a comment from you if you like to check into my blog. :*

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