As a fellow Bakersfieldian, I know well what your poem says. Bakersfield plays a central role in my novel "The Dead Of Winter" and I try in a different way to describe the Tule Fog on 166, just past Maricopa. Fog is deep, isn't it -- as a reality and as a symbol. You've done well.
Oh dear, Judith, you must have to make that nightmare morning commute down I-5 into Seattle every day! Very well written...and, don't we have just the most beautiful State in the Union! Indeed, we do. I live on the Olympic Peninsula, about 30 minutes from Bremerton or Port Orchard. Perhaps we can meet sometime. In the interim, visit my A/D pages when you have time and get to know me.
Like Elizabeth, I like walking in fog...but driving in it...nope.
Nice write here...it captured internal and external stress of driving in such weather.
GLIMPSE OF AN ANGEL IS NOW AVAILABLE. A PORTION OF ALL SALES WILL GO TO HOSPICE TO THUS ENABLE THEM TO HELP OTHERS WHO ARE SOON TO PASS TO THE OTHER SIDE. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
A second reading here put me into the ontological deepness of this LITTLE-GRAND poem, "Morning Thoughts". It is a philosophical-poetic magnificence.
Keep posting, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
drive safely and write boldly always,
Smiles Judith,
cynth'y lewis reed
I was so glad to see this post
as I always love your writing!
Jay Squires
Love in Christ~~
Bonnie Q
Unicorn Haven
Carmen
Greetings from Atlanta.
Ashraf Gohar Goreja
www.Goreja.com
Nice write here...it captured internal and external stress of driving in such weather.
Vesna
Melanie