Driving Daybreak

Rubber on road burns past
a blur of trees turned telephone poles
then on to open fields.

The rush of wind
obliterates the whine of toiling turbines
as all fear fades facing
the golden disk of dawn.

Written for Wednesday's Weekly Write #2: Coldplay - Yellow (instrumental)


Bekkie Sanchez said...

Diana's community is nice isn't it? Thanks for writing, I picked music because I thought you'd like it.

Letitia said...

It is nice. And thanks for the prompt. :) Friday gave me some time to play but the hammer has come down again and I'm scrambling. I'll get back to it as soon as I can... sigh... It's a shame how much the necessity of making money gets in the way of what is really important. :)

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