I'll be back home soon
When this lonely highway
Brings me back to you
A haiku tale of truckers.
Death, I imagine, could be so.
I drive into highway lines as they appear from the void High beams burning into the endless road
I think about this way to much
The feeling when you are driving along the highway.
Highway dancing during a long day
Love moment accented with night landscapes.
A scientist encounters a deer on his way to work.
Small but important thing that happened to me.
A little poem about a week of summer spent driving on California's Highway 1.
ABANDONED at birth. HIGHWAY to ruin.