This poem was inspired by the April 2007
day trip that I had taken with a friend to the Eastern
Shore. The narrow roads by the water, and the hold-fashioned houses
were very inspiring. I wanted to draw a picture of the area but did not get
around to it. Instead, I painted a picture with words. This poem had placed
28th in the Shadow's Ink Poetry Contest, and was published in
Shadows Ink Chapbook Series 2, Volume 5.
Upon Narrow Roads
Feeling the chill of the morning breeze
While driving upon these narrow roads
Listening to the songs of the salt seas
As they dance upon sands of gold
Their songs puts my soul at ease
Such a peaceful sound to behold
Feeling the chill of the morning breeze
While driving upon these narrow roads
Passing by me are many lovely scenes
Small towns with buildings of old
Each with a classic story to be told
To this place I'll again make more journeys
Feeling the chill of the morning breeze
Feeling the chill of the morning breeze
While driving upon these narrow roads
Listening to the songs of the salt seas
As they dance upon sands of gold
Their songs puts my soul at ease
Such a peaceful sound to behold
Feeling the chill of the morning breeze
While driving upon these narrow roads
Passing by me are many lovely scenes
Small towns with buildings of old
Each with a classic story to be told
To this place I'll again make more journeys
Feeling the chill of the morning breeze
© 2008 Lita Verella
A photo
of Hoopers Island
by the Eastern Shore, Maryland
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