Gravel Roads
The plumes of dust spew from beneath my wheels
As I drive headlong into the darkness
Thick clouds hide those things I have left behind
They will only show me what lies ahead
Down those back roads I drive like a demon
If I can go fast enough then maybe
I will break the barrier that holds me
To the river and back again is the
Cruise of my one horse town. No burger joints
No main street cafes or crowded drive-ins
Someday I will drive beyond the river…
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Jerry Brotherton 
i love the images you draw here Jerry with your precise words from memory especially the last line. the river is always a boundary, even though it’s almost limitless physically until we conquer it’s power in our mind.
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Thanks Gina. No matter how far I travel, I still can’t seem to get across the river.
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Beautiful, Jerry! Your words stir up images and memories for me.
I bet you broke the barrier and had many adventures and traveled many highways. :-)
HUGS!!! :-)
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Perhaps I physically crossed the barriers. But I am not sure I have ever mentally crossed the river.
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I can relate to that in my life, too.
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