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Friday, January 27, 2012

The road not really wanted to be taken and later thoughts





The road not really wanted to be taken and later thoughts

Father was an adventurer took us on a narrow Scott Paper forest-lumber trail in deepest Maine dark and barely wide-enough for our car

Mother in the front seat dimness falling all around her held tightly to the door handle feet clenched up on the dash and shouted she did not like this – Stop! it was too dark, too far!

"TURN THE CAR AROUND" SHE SHRILLED "I CANNOT STAND THIS DARK!"
FATHER SMILED AND SAID "RELAX THERE IS NOWHERE TO TURN OR PARK."

"BACK UP THEN!  GET ME OUT OF THIS (flippin) SCOTT PAPER FOREST PASS
And so dear reader, it is such gentle thoughts, that still inevitably whisper and drift 
whenever I wipe my a _ _ _!

7 comments:

  1. Fear can have so much more clarity in "hind" sight....:-)

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    1. hahaha.... I was beginning to think that no one was 'getting' the "end" of this poem . Thanks Carrie...very funny.

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  2. oooh! Maine really does get picked on for spooky stories, doesn't it?

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    1. Hi loved Maine as a child - some very wonderful times - but yes, the natural beauty and isolation can be a perfect backdrop for 'spooky" stories.

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    2. Although if you read through to the last line.. I was trying ... (emphasis on "trying") to be humorous.

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