Thinking on my life –
Its direction; its meaning,
I am stopped midway.
Go! Race down The Road of Life
-Heedless; till heed it you must.
©2022 Chel Owens
Written in response to Colleen Chesebro‘s Tanka Tuesday writing prompt, Share Your Day.
#ShareYourDay #TankaTuesday
Chel Owens 
This is nice
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❤️ Thank you.
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Look like a lot of heeding needed by those in the truck. Terrific poem.
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No kidding. Thanks John!
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😁
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Whoa!
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I know! My friend saw it on fire.
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that is a scary sight to come across, and certainly gives us pause to think about life…
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Makes me a lot more tense as a driver!
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I can see why…
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This reminded me of this quote I posted to Facebook earlier this week.
“Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told: “I’m with you kid. Let’s go.”
~
Maya Angelou
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Love it. Thanks, Ruth!
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♥️
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Often when my Hubby goes on a Hazmat call… I think that if someone had just slowed down and heeded life respectfully… Some situations are not pretty at all.
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It’s too true. People are shortsighted and reckless.
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OH yikes! How scary! It really makes you slow down and take notice. It’s good to see you again! 💜
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Very scary. I always hope they managed to get out okay.
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Exactly. It’s very unsettling to see when you’re driving.
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Midway point, eh? looking forward and back in equal measure. Stops you short, and should give you time to think; But life at the moment doesn’t allow too much time to over-think it, theres things to do Right Now…
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Always a balance.
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As a new driver (my family was on a long trip, and I was beginning to log my first 1,000 miles), ours was the first car to arrive following a fatal crash along the Columbia River between Washington and Oregon. That image of a semi-truck on its side with kegs of beer on the road will never leave my mind. Buried under that mess was a family of four who lost their lives.
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Oh my gosh! How terrifying for you. It breaks my heart.
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I think we all have a few moments (some good and others bad) that are seared into our brains. That is one for me.
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Sounds like me, but I’ve just hit a big stop sign. Things ain’t looking to good
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😥 You can e-mail me.
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Thanks Chelsea, part 2 is after work tomorrow. Then I’ll know how bad it going to be.
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🤞🏻
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Driving leaves lots of time for ruminating.
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It does!
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Wow, what a powerful poem! “til heed it you must” so true.
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❤️ Thank you, Gwen.
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Excellent 💜
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Thanks!
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A pleasure 💜🙂
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Chel, that photo does not make me want to race down any road ever!
❤
David
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Nor me!
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