Detour
Sometimes we take a detour
off the well trodden path,
it leads us to a place
that we never wanted to go,
but when we get there,
the place isn’t as bad,
as we expected it to be,
and of the detour we think
we should have taken it before.
poem by David Harris
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And Drove Straight On
The sign on the roadside said,
detour here to find love.
Beside it was an advertisement
for the latest Frankenstein film.
The romantic mood of Dr Frank
just around the corner.
I ignored the detour
and drove straight on.
poem by David Harris
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If Love Is Strong
We always take a detour
when there is a rocky road ahead,
but with love you never know
when it is right to take a detour.
You have to wade through
every coming storm,
hoping everything will turn out right.
If love is strong,
the storm will be a small squall,
with calmer waters
on the other side.
While you are in it
be prepared for a rough ride
until the storm recedes,
and peace is restored once more.
25 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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On the road to equality there is no better place for blacks to detour around American values than in forgoing its example in the treatment of its women and the organization of its family.
quote by Eleanor Holmes Norton
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The Senate is a place filled with goodwill and good intentions, and if the road to hell is paved with them, then it's a pretty good detour.
quote by Hubert H. Humphrey
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We decided to play the NEC because we were asked to, and because we actually rather like the place: we've always enjoyed doing it before. We don't often get sensible offers to play in the UK, so most years we just play on the mainland, with the occasional exotic detour.
quote by Andrew Eldritch
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It May Become Necessary to Take a Detour
Clear a path for those who approach,
Carrying their excessive baggage.
They will seek assistance,
From anyone within distance...
To ease with a dumping,
Of their aging an old issues.
Just clear a path and let them pass.
It may become necessary to take a detour.
Just to ensure a convincing isn't done,
To have someone's company 'dragging' along.
Especially when a mission of one,
Has been focused upon...
With a determination that dismisses delays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rain Showers
It’s funny how
Two hearts in love
Aren’t bothered by much
Not only a little rain
Will ever detour them
Continuously walking
As the little drops fall
Soaked but that don’t stop
Running in puddles, splashing
Not giving a care in the world
After a too short while
The rain stalls and ends
As if they just swam
They walk to an open area
And begin to slowly dance
As they hold the clouds fade
A warm sun ray
Shines down on them
Drying out the wet earth
And warming their hearts
It’s just so funny how
Two hearts in so much love
Aren’t even bothered by the rain
Not much could detour them
So concentrated on one another
poem by Britney Hogue
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When you come to a road block, take a detour.
quote by Mary Kay Ash
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When you come to a roadblock, take a detour.
quote by Barbara Bush
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The really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery when on a detour.
For a mad dog, seven versts is not a long detour.
Failure is a detour, not a dead-end street.
quote by Zig Ziglar
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Detour
Where would they have gone
If they had not driven off that day
Down the Redwood Highway
As far as where, until that morning,
The two southbound lanes
Had been supported by a bridge?
There were no 'DETOUR AHEAD' signs
Except for the slight shaking and
The rhythmic rocking of their car.
'What's that? she asked.
'I think we're getting a flat, '
Was his response until
He realized his headlights
Had stopped seeing
The reflectors and road lines.
Then they both saw
The other side
With only darkness in between.
At 60 mph there seemed nothinig
Between where they were and
Where the road begain again.
Instantly, she was attempting
To get in the back seat
To protect their children.
He was slamming both feet on the pedals,
Gripping the wheel, fighting for control
Of their VW Bug that was already airborne.
Through his windshield
He saw
What an earthquake can do
To a highway engineer's assumptions of
Friction coefficients and
The constant force of gravity.
Page ones across the world
Sunday morning had pictures
Of where they had landed;
Upside down
Thirty feet below
Where the bridge deck had been.
Front driiver's side
Mag wheel
Ripped off.
Re-bar slices
Can-opener like tears
On a grey car door.
The papers tell of little more
About him, his wife
And their three children:
'Twin boys age nine
And a girl
Age four.'
Except that
'They were packed
For a three-day holiday.
Now instead taken
To two local hospitals.
Expected to recover
From various injuries sustained...'
What did that reporter know?
He wasn't there.
If not for this detour,
Where would
The road of life taken them?
Because of it,
Where are they now?
Such is life.
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Direct To The Point
when the sun lights the grass
there is no detour
it likes it done directly like a
candid shot of
margarita
i like it that way too
straight to my
mouth sliding smoothly into my
throat
there are no rocks that block
my river
no 'on the other hand' or 'what ifs'
that grow in my path
i like it when you tell me
straight from the heart
i like this pain that stabs me right
my eyes not blinking
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whereas I think in New York every step is a detour in every direction.
quote by Jason Schwartzman
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For every failure, there's an alternative course of action. You just have to find it. When you come to a roadblock, take a detour.
quote by Mary Kay Ash
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What It Is
Learning is making mistakes.
Even in detour, there will be something unique for you to find out.
Smile.
Guidance
When I walk.
Which path do I follow?
Who will tell me?
The high road or low.
Who do I ask?
What is right
or will be wrong?
Who will be my sight?
When times grow hard
and temptations abound.
Who will show me
safe detour around?
Guidance I seek.
To whom can I turn?
From what wise sage
wisdom can I learn?
That truth I chase
so often elusive.
Frustration abounds
to the point of abusive.
So many times
my efforts are checked
by demons of doubt and fear.
Still I shall not be deterred.
The path of truth
the only way I seek.
With guidance it I shall find.
No longer must I be weak.
poem by Kurt Hearth
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The Path
What makes us tick?
What's this life all about?
When the going gets tough,
Do you quiver with doubt?
My life it has an order.
Everything has a place.
It's like a casual stroll.
But we think it's a race.
Had I hit that stop light.
Would I have met you?
I am right here, right now,
Because of all I've been through.
It has it's ups and it's downs
And it's ins and it's outs.
Sometimes it rains 'til it floods.
And we go through some droughts.
I'm in a special place now.
Where I've always longed to be.
I thought life was so wrong,
But now I have to agree.
Been there, done that.
I'd do it again.
To see where my path leads me
Leads me in the end.
It all comes together.
After it all falls apart.
A blank piece if canvas,
To a fine piece of art.
It's like an intricate puzzle,
And all the pieces, they fit
You won't see the big picture
If you give up and quit.
Embrace your life journey.
And all the paths you have gone.
All those paths they have lead you,
To the path that you're on.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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My Cheeks Do Not Turn
Returning back what I get,
Seems to offend the ones...
Who possess selective memories kept,
In their archives of thoughtless actions.
To conveniently forget as is often done,
By those who have a knack...
To excuse everything they do,
On the dysfunctions of their childhood.
And this 'defect' is fed to THEIR children,
To accept as a custom as a family heirloom given.
You do me...
You will get done!
That's it!
I apologize for the detour.
But that's how it is.
And always there is a parent to blame,
Who either smothered them with strictness...
Or did not supply them with enough love.
However,
My empathy given does not extend to include...
Forgiveness to anyone wishing to use me,
To later express a pathetic childhood lived.
I don't carry around a box of tissue.
Detour number two...
I am into Brahms and Beethoven.
And a little Mozart.
But sobbing tears with strings,
To crescendo gradually in the background...
As one attempts to defend what they've done?
No!
I am not a part of that audience.
Especially when one has aged with maturity OR not,
To be held accountable for those misdeeds...
Consciously done to others to do to forget.
You do me...
You will get done!
That's it!
My cheeks do not turn.
But I am told I walk with a switch,
By those who mistake my proudness for something else.
And I don't spend time looking at myself from behind.
Even if I could do it I wouldn't.
My footsteps and eyes are focused forward.
Obviously some have their eyes fixed elsewhere.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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