a road with "no sense of being" would rightly be wedged between
parallel universes...
love it, jude; worth several reads.
be well,
carolyn

i guess sometimes on this journey we do forget who we are trying to reach. thanks for sharing.



asa

Like travelling parallel with a frontage road!!!
*Jude* thanks for the "drive"!!!!

Lady Vivian

it may be a dream state but, it speaks of choice, when we make a choice and feel so strongly about it with no real reason to feel that way but, we do. I say floor it! cool poem.

The destination is foremost and worth the journey. Beautifully executed.

don't forget, Ron ... the poem represents a dream state ... the duplicity and confusion of its journey, where such a state of mind can co-exist ... and it also suggests, the mind can pursue the right road without remembering its direction or to whom its pursuing even though it senses it knows ...

jude, the mental state of dreams is mysterious, deceptive, alarming, loving, peaceful, erotic it encompasses the spectrum of human emotions from abject fear to passionate love - your interpretation is unique just as every individual's is while still being familiar in the main to all of us - I appreciate your personal nocturnal event of, "dream juice! drive" - I wish you peace and love my dear friend - Jon Michael

“I know among the right road.” “Because I can't remember?” Seems opposite of the actual meaning.

Ron

perhaps I’m in-between parallel universes

Perhaps, Indeed!

Hey Jude,
I love Roger's twilight zone comments...too funny.
Seriously, I just have to say, parallel universes for sure, destination unknown but known, traveling like the speed of light, angel light, mystical, stupendous poetry! I still want to know what you eat or drink before bedtime, I must try it. My dreams are very forgetful these days, I am so tired that I don't remember them very well in the morning. I must train myself to write them down as soon as I awaken.
One more thing, just keep on driving, you will reach that parallel universe you are aching for, and it will be a journey like no other!

Much peace, light and love,
Amber

You are travelling through another dimension and time... and the signpost on the road up ahead reads... "The Twilight Zone"... this poem put me to mind of the opening of Rod Serling's old TV series... good mood, freaky theme... another in a series of shocking vignettes...

"All we are saying is give peace a chance"... join the dance...
Roger

Keeping a loose reign on your focal point will enable you to manipulate every segment of your journey so that when you find your destination, it will exceed everything you had ever envisioned up to that point.
Take care,
Sherry

Sounds like you got it in autopilot..we just have to trust wherever it may be we are suppose to go~

Bob, as long as you are driving to that special someone, all drives are great drives...e

Momentum of movement in paralell universes knowing
the not of remembering I'm driving to you.
Excellent dream juice Jude.
Lady Mary Ann

" just a perpetual state of driving

to the same different place,

never to arrive"

Now you're in my dream;-)!

You have an incredible gift of capturing the essence of your dreams to perfection!

i know this dream, I've had it many times, you forgot the part where the car starts flying :) LOL

enjoyed the flow, and ease of this one

Keep focused ... you'll get there ... Wonderful poem and great ending!

Yep, catchy last line, Jude. I don't usually think of parallel universes when I have these strange thoughts that I have done this before, or something is so very familiar. I usually muse about reincarnation. As usually you get people to thinking with you poetry. I drink cheap California burgundy, man, and you are welcome to have a drink with me. Anytime.

LOL, have just come from Ron's Road poem and written to Axilea about how "driven" I am! :)) I can so relate: always on the move, as you say, keeping an eye out for all the entrance/exit matrices in life; busy-brained, never stopping for breath - and ALWAYS aware of the proximity of parallel universes. It's like I might step through an unseen door into one at any given moment - in fact, I half expect to as my life is so strange at times. And always has been. I think we "don't remember" anything but the fact that we're going in the right direction and are on the right road because ultimately we know there's a specific place we're headed to - yet frustratingly don't know what. And our sense of transcience is perhaps acute because we just KNOW there's something for us further down that road. I expect many will say the same. But I love how you home in on that weighted one word at the end of this long haul: the "you": not a place, not a reason, but a person (I assume?!) The clarity in that one word is your focus, your ultimate destination and is a heart-stopping finale. The dream quality of this poem is even more hazy and "foggy", if you like, emotionally, yet the distinctness of your imagery with that white line guiding you sharpens the focus and fine-tunes the kaleidoscope effect...

the road ahead goes on forever
like a tide forgetting its purpose

... such a pristine image, Jude. Encapsulates the mood of the entire scenario as you lose yourself in this unrelenting quest. The flow breathes easily and there is such an unselfconscious naturalness to this dream scape that I think it is one of your best. Look out for me whizzing along in the opposite direction on the other carriageway: I'm the one with the map plastered against my face in the wind! :)) xx

I like the last line of this especially.