Day Trip

Day 23: a "travel" poem. Like they sometimes say: the journey is half the fun, or even all of it.  The writing is sometimes most of the fun too. This is a challenging form, a pantouin.



Day Trip

It took the whole day for that two hour trip
The morning was bright; we were ready for fun
We stopped at a drive-through for something to sip
With miles to go, we had only begun.

The morning was bright; we were ready for fun
We saw fields of flowers and picked out a bunch
With miles to go, we had only begun
Near a California mission, we looked for some lunch.

We saw fields of flowers and picked out a bunch
A rainbow of colors so lovely to see
Near a California mission, we looked for some lunch
We wandered through shops and he held hands with me.

A rainbow of colors so lovely to see
There were blankets and hats and ponchos to buy
We wandered through shops and he held hands with me
At a cafe we shared a small slice of pie.

There were blankets and hats and ponchos to buy
We considered staying and watching a show
At a cafe we shared a small slice of pie
The hour grew late, and we had to go.

We considered staying and watching a show
But our bodies were tired and our wallets were thin
The hour grew late, and we had to go
Looking forward to being back home once again.


Caren E. Salas






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