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: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email 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. :)