Singing my lungs out, singing loudly
The music so carefully
chosen for the journey
when there’s no one in the car with me
Screaming at the dashboard
wailing for the headlight beam
Wait, did I just hit that note
we’ll never know… it’s miles behind me now
Caught in traffic
other drivers smiling at me
if only
they could sing the harmony
Songs of unions, songs of absence
songs of pleasure, songs of pain
songs of laughter, songs of sadness
Songs of love, songs of praise
By the time that I arrive
my throat’s a little dry
voice huskier than usual
but on my face, always a smile
Singing along to the music
on some long journey
My second favourite feeling
driving home to number one…
[2023]
Thanks for reading.
The Lighthouse 
This is a fantastic poem Tom. Very relatable and that last line 👌 Perfection.
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Thanks Bree! So glad you think so. When I wrote the final line, I intentionally stopped my brain from deciding what that favourite feeling was… I’m leaning towards ice cream. 😉
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Haha, yes ice-cream is exactly what came to mind… 😇😜 In truth, my brain romanticised it, but ice-cream is also very important
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This made me think of Ouï by Camille! If you listen you may see why.
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I shall have a listen… 🙂
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Car trip music songs and singing,.indeed favourite thing in life.
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This made me smile!!!!! You certainly painted a great picture of the little joys of driving solo, and imagining you doing this made me smile even bigger! 💛
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Ah thanks for reading this one Sam and for your lovely comment. I’m glad you enjoyed. I’m looking forward to my next excuse for a long car journey and songs to sing! 🙂
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