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Ode To The Dudes That Made The Roads (April Contest)

On land that once
Was rightly famed
For forests lush
And fields untamed
Lakes or mountains
Or swamps unnamed
Nature bursting
Unrestrained

There came some men
To blaze a trail
With key to open
The jungly jail
Over hill and
Down the vale
They forged a path
With frame unfrail

So we can get
From here to there
The house’s stoop
To market square
We’re not like birds
Through open air
But ground starts covered
With snag and snare

So whether you travel
The road that’s high
Or the one
Less traveled by
We owe so much
To those vanguard guys
Who gave us every
Hello and goodbye

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I think it would amaze folks just how many heavily travelled roads were once just blaze marked paths. I like the rhyme and rhythm as well as message. P.S. If this is meant for contest you need to put (April contest) next to title

I like this Ode To The Road kind of thing. Yes, what do you think that our ancestors would think of us rocketing along at 60 mph? They would laugh and say we are crazy to want to travel that fast! "You'll lose your breath and die!" [I heard that someone said that back in the day]! ~ Geezer.
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The going too fast to breath thing was said with the advent of railroads. Indeed the were "proofs" that if a human went faster than 18 mph they would not be able to breath............

I live on a road parallel to a state route and lots of roads join the two, so I'm always saying when riding shotgun that all roads lead home.
Ode to the Dudes that Made the Roads? (plural?)
Change yours and I'll change mine Ha!

~Mark~

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I made the title AND the poem plural. That's actually one of the things that bothered me about the poem when I was writing it. Thanks for the read! Good luck in the contest :)

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I think mine will be overburdened with the title but thank you.
Thanks for your bit of a study and opinion.
I knew your entire poem would be effected and don't ya hate that?
Best of luck for you!

~Mark~

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yeah, you don't have to change your title. do what you think works best. I appreciate the exchange :)

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But ya did get me thinking seriously about changing the title and for the thinking you can take part in the responsibility. Saying is doing and writing is doing because something happens (at least more thought)

Later friend..

~Mark~

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