Diversion

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.

Diversion

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.

OK, it’s a bit late for Halloween, but it wasn’t originally penned for Halloween.

And I’m sure you had enough spooky tales to read back then.