HIGHWAY SUICIDE

I'm thinking I could turn this into a novel.

a novel indeed! loved it pea1 =D

kinda like road rage too

Noble idea

I'm liking the poem interweaved within the poem--main story and the inner whisper. Nicely done!

Thanks. Yep, two distinctive voices there.

I like this. It is a little scary though.

Drivers do not care.......about anything, you or them.

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I do like the 2 voices of reasoning in this poem. Studying psychology makes me wonder sometimes when I read things like this... As long as it is a passion for writing and not a passion for doing I will feel better. It is sad to know that this is the way some people do enter roadways & god bless you if you happen to be the person coming the other way. I always tell my kids you have to drive for everyone these days. You just never know if it is a persons final solution for a temporaty problem.

Yes, funny, I was thinking this the other night whilst driving on a narrow two-lane. We are at the shim of someone who might want to end it all!

BRAVO ,VERY GOOD novel bound it should go

Well I sure hope I am not in the other lane if someone is thinking of doing that. Yeah interesting it could be made into a novel. Give it a go.

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Patience Robert,,, God Bless you,,,

This was amazing. I loved the way you intertwined the poem/your feelings with what the car was doing.

I agree completely Patty. As a creative writer who believes that a similar effort is the highest form of compliment,*I'm going to have to try that,*What he did!

Will be watching Mr. Guess. But please just try the literary; not the physical experiment.

Bob Dylan agrees with you too, in an old song-
*If the people
my thought dreams could see'
they'd probably put my head,
in a gillotine!
But it's alright mom,
I'm only dyin'!
I look forward to your kindred spirit poetry!

I have that CD. Haven't played it for awhile but today's seems a good day to do so. I think it's on "Bringing It All Back Home". I am missing only three Bob Dylan albums.

I just figured you'd like,*Ole Bob. Are you going to try that post where you pick your group and then answer relevant life questions by titles? I posted a couple of comments for practice but haven't jumped all the way yet. Just got in from Texas and catching back up. Posted one about cats yesterday. It was a little funny but going to have to work on the,*Texas, post a little. Good to be back with you guys---Jody

This pain, this poem has a way to converse with me and a t the same time converse amid each lines.
Where are you now?

sea and other blues

Not where I would like to be........ bon ami.

Highway blues making for irreparable damage.

The Surreal Circus

The anguish is tangible. Well done, Robert!

A gloomy tale nicely delivered....

melancholy~on the edge of seat kind of read~

Thanks for posting to GutterGirls~

That gave me the chills, awesome poem!!

thanks!

Drive carefully.

moi?

Pretty please.

Great Poem, very good question
we don't the state of mind of other drivers
God Bless You

Very grim indeed. Suicide is a tragedy, but it's doubly so when the suicide decides to take out innocent people with them.

I'm going to be moving soon.
Just wanted to let you know.
We're moving from a house to an apartment.
So, I won't be commenting for a while.
Don't think I'm ignoring you.
Te he!

Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting

Thought provoking and a little scary. Liked the intensity and mixing of two voices.
Very well done!

You just stay on yer own side of the road, feller. Or I won't introduce you to my lady friend, who gave me permission to introduce the two of ya.

Otherwise a great poem, sir! I loved the picture you put with it. Well done!

Friend Dale, you've lifted my spirit. Make the introduction when you see fit. I'll be nice, I'll play nice. robert21167@earthlink.net

She's already added you as a friend, or so it appears. You've already wrote her a poem. Heh... now, you woman lovin' man, I'm gonna tease ya for a while and see if you can figure out which Debbie it might be. You've gotta have at least 6 Debbies, right?

You're heartless Dale. G? maybe?

Check your emails here. I can't make ya suffer any longer. She's a nice person and loves to laugh. Don't tell her I sent ya or I'll track ya down and have yer dog lick ya to death! Heh heh.

I'll be checking.

BTW - I've decided on New York for now. Pulling out of the south next week. After NY for a spell if I'm not working I'll continue north to New England.

Two lane highway driving into the sun tired never a good thing to do.

Good luck on novel

Uh... gripping. Powerful. Scary. Bravo.

Nicely written

chilling contemplation in word play. creatively great, humanly devastating. hugs

This touched my soul. In 1973 we were traveling west on one of those Kansas highways that go on in a straight line for hundred of miles. My husband, myself and our 3 year old daughter were going to visit friends in the west for Christmas Dinner.

Christmas can be a real bitch if you are lonely.

We got to a hilly part of that long stretch ahead and as we came up each knoll we could see a car miles ahead doing the same - only on the wrong side of the road. She (yes we saw her) would travel the straights on her side and at each knoll she would move into the wrong lane. We realized she was going to kill herself and some innocent people too.

My husband sped up to catch her (this was before seat belts and cell phones) and managed to get past her. He sped up and flew down the highway hoping to get stopped by a cop. It didn't happen. We got to the next town, found a cop and told him what was going on and he radioed and left in a hurry.

We never heard the rest of the story but we were not far from our friends and they watched the papers so I guess the cops stopped her and all was well.

I was terrified.