Down the Highway

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Music takes many of us on a magical ride

Thoughts and images to carry by our side

A son needs to locate a way to the other side

A bridge over troubled water keeps him alive

A father educates his son to construct a better life

Carry on my wayward son without any more strife

Getting hitched and then catching a bus

We see a rich life making memories of us

The hills come alive with a musical song

How can Sister Maria never be wrong?

Drove a Chevy to the levee one day to sing

But the music died, only memories will ring

Georgy Girl walking down the street

He’ll never find another you as sweet

Heading to work with a mind slow to start

Takin’ care of business energizes his heart

Country roads, please take me home

For she is weary of feeling so alone

Her life fills with major worries, without abundant light

But she can always go downtown on any given night

The tense, western movie ends with a gunfight

With a big iron on his hip, he shows his might

We travel down an unfamiliar highway at last

“Do you know the way to San Jose? we ask

Sometimes life wants to take off and run away

Let’s all continue to roll on down the highway

The inspiration for this poem came from Bachman-Turner Overdrive’s 1975 classic rock hit, “Roll On Down the Highway.”  I was crushing some carbs while working out on my stationary bike, and I was listening to some songs from BTO. I decided to try to use parts of various song lyrics in a poem.

Did you find any familiar lyrics in the poem?  What are some of your favorite song lyrics?

A Blogger’s Notebook Revisited

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This post is a continuation of an earlier article that was entitled “A Blogger’s Notebook.”  In case you missed it, here is a link for it:  “Blogger’s Notebook.”

Any creative journey will teach you patience and humility.  At the same time, you will witness growth in your blogging experience.  As you continue to  improve your craft, your readers will take note of the growth.  Here is a reflection that was written in my journal several weeks ago.

A new writer needs to write and continue to write without worry.  Allow your goals to promise less, and you just might deliver more.

I am beginning my seventh month here on WordPress.  Here are some thoughts of my experience.  Perhaps you can find something here to hang your hat on as well.  You are invited to comment with any thoughts, and your words will invite a prompt response as well.

Here are a few observations that come to mind from reading other blogs and evaluating my own time on WordPress.  How would you answer these short questions?

  • What is your blog’s purpose?  Is your passion reflected in what you post?  Poetry remains Big Sky Buckeye’s primary place to write.  However, even there can be opportunities to experiment and try new ways of writing a poem as well as occasionally posting a different type of writing (short story, travel feature, book review).
  • How often do you plan to post?  Do you have a definite schedule in mind?  Big Sky Buckeye generally posts every other day, so by week’s end there are at least 4-5 quality posts on this blog.
  • Do you write every day?  Are you carving out time to make your blog as successful as possible?  Try to do some type of writing or other blog-related activity nearly every day.  Whether it is writing a poem, crafting a draft for a longer post, creating artwork to publish, recording thoughts in a journal, or taking photographs to share, you will feel more fulfilled when you are writing and creating something.
  • Are you reaching out to other bloggers with thoughtful comments?  One of the most rewarding experiences that you can have is to become engaged with other bloggers.  There is a mountain of wonderful writing and sharing here on WordPress.  If you need help with your blog, search topics such as “blogging” or “art of blogging.”

Personally, I feel growth in my writing.  I am sometimes amazed at how far my writing has matured.  Secretly, someday I would welcome an opportunity to publish an anthology of my poems and short stories.  This will be for another day!

Here is one tip that I will try with a future short story post:  posting a part of the story over a series of posts.  People may feel more inclined to read a portion instead of the entire story.

In the meantime, you are invited to send me any thoughts that you wish to share.  An amazing part of maintaining a blog is staying in contact with other readers who are writing, sharing other information, and enjoying the experience here.

 

From FASD & Early Trauma to the Boston Marathon

Dear Big Sky Buckeye readers, I seldom share a post, but this article is amazing.

Congratulations to Andrew for qualifying for the Boston Marathon later this year.

Read more about Andrew’s awesome story of perseverance and determination to overcome so many challenges in his life.  You can run with him as well by going to the post shown below.

https://adoptingfaithafathersunconditionallove.org/2019/04/01/from-fasd-early-trauma-to-the-boston-marathon/

 

Gratitude

This poem is a guest post from my 11-year old granddaughter.  She wrote this poem for her Language Arts class, and she has given permission to post her untouched words just as she wrote them.  Enjoy the gratitude that she shares!

This warm bed

that is really comfy and soft

that is only payed off

by my parents and their jobs

that is filled with

blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals

that is around me as I

dream off to sleep

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I lay there at night

to recharge my body

I lay there to rest

my body

I lay there if I am sick

to help heal my body

I lay there to wake up

to get ready for the day

 

As we get ready to

dream off again

I lay there ready to fall

asleep

Soon I am fast asleep  ZZZZZZ

Walking to Daylight

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At morning, walking in total darkness

Filling a world with a silent quietness

A full moon illuminates the crystal clear sky

Brightening a walker’s thoughts, time flies

The frigid, morning air washes across a face

Sending a wintry breath filled with cold taste

A layer of garments safeguards from the chill

Walking for an hour awakens a sluggish will

An early, morning walk isn’t for the weak of heart

Feeling somewhat better now after a dismal start

A series of shadows dance around a home

Making a soul feel remote and quite alone

All eyes must stay alert on the sidewalk

Signaling when an uneven surface stalks

The mood is set for a moving conversation

Hearing God’s Biblical word brings sensation

A mindful heart beckons to come through

Creating an intimacy with a Lord so true

The walk’s pace continues to march right along

Allowing this rendezvous with time that’s long

The eastern sky begins to brighten with light

Bringing an end soon to this walk of delight

Another early morning walk will come again

Walking to daylight with Christ as my friend

 

Do you look forward to early morning walks?  If so, what do you like most about such an activity?