Turn It Up

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Sometimes we just have to
tap our foot at the life we have
like we would to a familiar tune.
Sometimes there seems to
be a halfway point between
where you’ve been and where
you want go. But you’re stuck
on the side of the road where
the landscape looks dead, but
still you find some pretty in the trees
and that song in your head.
You sing full-lunged as you
toe tap down the highway.
And for a moment it doesn’t matter
what came before or what came after.
You don’t think about where you live
or where supper comes from.
You aren’t concerned with hunger or restlessness.
You just keep going forward, windswept and hope kept,
all too ready to be struck by something reckless,
something mad. Something so intensely hot
it could strike you dead.

-Tosha Michelle

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44 thoughts on “Turn It Up

  1. Ah yes, a familiar song. It has been sung quite frequently these past two years, as I have felt the strike – in more ways than one…
    This is beautifully thought out, and extremely well written.
    You have struck a deep cord. I so love the way you write.
    Thank you for sharing your gift and talent…and heart.

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  2. Just makes sure you are far away from that road before being struck by something reckless. πŸ˜‰ I love the visual of rollin’ down the highway with windswept hair…looking for adventure…like a true nature’s child, born to be wild πŸ™‚

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  3. Ah, so true! What about Bob? Baby steps, baby steps, will they eventually get you to the other side of the road? Wonderful as always, I can especially relate to, β€œall too ready to be struck by something reckless”. πŸ˜‰ Have a terrific day! ~ Mia

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