June 16, 2013 Molten Pavement – A Tanka 6 Comments Black molten pavement Heat waves rising toward heaven Obscuring vision A long road trip to nowhere Destination has no name ~ ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: freedom, heat, hot, nowhere, poem, poetry, road trip, summer, tanka, travel
I certainly hope not, I think that may be just a touch warmer than our “molten pavement”. Enjoy your trip, it sounds very exciting. :) Reply
Often so true.
That it is, thank you for taking the time to read my poem. :)
I hope I don’t meet a black molten pavement when I head towards Etna next week!
I certainly hope not, I think that may be just a touch warmer than our “molten pavement”. Enjoy your trip, it sounds very exciting. :)
I have been on that road, and I also helped build it.
Thanks and it hurts allot in bare feet. :)