Road Trip

(I would like to dedicate this piece to the intrepid Colin Hill for his excellent recent travelogue and the inspiration for this inadequate parody).


I’m going to take that road trip that I’ve dreamt of for so long,

search for myself and who knows what else might come along.


I’ll buy a bashed up Chevrolet, perhaps a vintage Oldsmobile

she’ll share the trip and keep me dry; I’ll call her “sweet Lucille”.


There’ll be cool music on the radio, from lots of FM jocks

I’ll sing out loud, windows down, breeze blowing through my locks


You see I’ve also grown long hair, a nose ring and some tats

and one of those little goatee beards, perhaps a mite ersatz


First stop will be the desert, massive skies and cowboy rocks

meet the girl from Vanishing Point, wearing nothing but her socks


I’ll find some hippies, drop some tabs, pick fights in remote bars

drink thin beer, write great words and shout out to the stars


My clothes will smell but what the hell, no one will give a fuck

out on the Mesa, solitude, just me and beloved truck


I’ll find what I think I’m looking for, nature’s hostile terrain

but if I miss the landmarks, I can always come again


You see it’s all about discovery, true reality, a test

nature and the elements, a search to find what’s best


I know I’ll return a better man, at peace, calm, full of Zen 

perhaps I’ll save up, chuck my job and do it all again


But can I offer warnings, to others yearning for the road

to find themselves a Shangri-la, become no fixed abode


Don’t listen to your inner-self where common sense is sparse

Be like me, a pipe-dreamer, who stayed sat here on his arse


For Colin

© Graham Sherwood 09/2016

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steve pottinger

Tue 20th Sep 2016 21:25

Cracking poem, Graham.

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Colin Hill

Sun 18th Sep 2016 00:45

Back again! And in a much nicer motel with reliable Wi-Fi. I'm glad you have received such warm and hearty comments for this piece and I just wanted to thank you again for the dedication and for following my travels. If it's ok with you I'd like to post a link to this on my blog as it seems fitting to have it there.

All the best Graham and I'm with Jemima - but then I'm a little biased!!

Btw, the FM radio jocks were, on the whole, pretty dire. I can't help but think there is an element of Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance running through this. 😎

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Stu Buck

Sat 17th Sep 2016 21:01

i had to stop at the point you rhymed tats with ersatz and take a break. a pure corker and no mistake.

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Harry O'Neill

Sat 17th Sep 2016 15:11

Absolutely perfect, It`s got the dream, the common sense, the form (and the rhyme!)...everything!
It`s a compliment (and even has common sense for us poor buggers who can only dream)

It couldn`t be bettered.

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 17th Sep 2016 13:47

In road trip terms - an odyssey for the odd sissy?
(dreamers not schemers apply). Top stuff for any two
lane black top! Agree with Jemima J.

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Jemima Jones

Sat 17th Sep 2016 11:41

Hi Graham.Surely this has to be poem of the month?Loved it! Thank you.Jemima.

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John Coopey

Sat 17th Sep 2016 08:28

This what we shuddadun, Graham. Me, you and Harry. Last of the Summer Wine meets Easy Rider.
Where did you say the girl in the socks was?

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Colin Hill

Sat 17th Sep 2016 00:06

Graham, this is brilliant, thank you so much. I wrote a long comment but my WiFi was interrupted and it was lost! I'll try again tomorrow night and hope my connection is better. Btw, reading this cheered me up no end as I made the wrong motel decision tonight and was feeling literally down in the dumps. Cheers, Colin

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