Since I have no idea what to write about this week, here’s another poem from the 12 poems in 12 months challenge at deadlinesforwriters.com
The prompt for this one was found.
I thought I knew the way. I’ve not renewed my SatNav sub – it ran out back in May. The road was closed. There’s been a fatal accident today. I follow the diversion, but my mood is overcast. The detour takes me through a forest. Light is fading fast. Up ahead, the way divides and no sign have I passed. I choose the road that seems the most well-travelled path to me. My lights cast shadows, leaping out to dance between the trees. The road before me narrows but still trails on endlessly. Branches meet above me – holding hands. Ahead lights glare. I dip mine, but they blaze ahead as if my car weren’t there. I slow down, blinded till they pass, and roaring fills the air… Then fades. The silence closes in. Like darkness, it surrounds. I peer beyond my fogged windscreen, seeking familiar ground. The road has widened. Branches part above. The moon peeps down. Expecting bats to fly across it… that’s when I recall My headlights are still muted. Full-beam lifts me from my crawl, And lights a sign. At last! I’ve found it: Transylvania Hall.