Many, many, many moons ago, when WordPress was still keeping active their site of daily writing prompts, I came across one of their one-words prompts: “Drive.” That’s all it was, just the word “drive.”
I started to write a poem as a response to that one word. Emphasis on the word “started,” as I had a hard time finishing it. I wanted it to be longer and more direct than what you’ll read below. But at least the theme is still what I originally had in mind — the fact that the word “drive” has more than one meaning, and isn’t just about taking your car somewhere.
Okay, so you have a car
It can get you from “Point A” to “Point B”
From this old town you’ve been in forever
To somewhere where you’ve never been before
Why are you in your car?
Why are you going from “Point A” to “Point B”?
Are you sure you need a car to get there?
Perhaps your life is in need of repair?
Maybe you need some gas in your tank
No, not the tank in your car
But the one in your soul
Or at least a better map
That doesn’t show the road
You’ve driven into a deep, deep groove
Yeah, keep going from “Point A” to “Point B”
But don’t forget the other routes
That may take you to “Point C”