FWF – Free Write Fridays – The Open Road

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Those were special times, the summers I travelled through unknown countries and across desert plains. In the heat of an Arizonian Summer, I delighted in every small town we drove through and the abandoned trucks I saw on the side of the road. Everything had its own story. Everything I saw conjured words in my head, spellbound by this new, fascinating landscape.

Driving through the day and night just to get to the next inhabited part of the great sands. The dusty roads and open freedom lying before me, ready for my first steps into my dreams.

The people I met, the places I saw, the memories I captured are all kept inside great volumes in my head. Tales of travelling and discovery, stories unfurling beneath the tyres on the road. And my hand, out the window, brushing through the essence of what I could not grasp.

Life held in a series of moments – memories become stories I tell myself – new found knowledge – the world isn’t such a big place after all. We can leave that accolade for the Universe. My world is filled by the treasure of experience, the wisdom of time and the love of good people.

I hope I can offer the same to my children, one day. That the open road will beckon to them, that the summer will fill them with wanderlust and passion, that they may make their own tracks in the desert, under the guidance of the disappearing sun and the sparkling ghosts of the first night stars appearing. That they will sit, wrapped in blankets by an open fire and share the stories of their lives so far. Just as Once Upon a Time their mum did.

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I looked for this prompt earlier – then I had to go out – I loved  it and am so glad the copy works here – I might come back to watch this girl’s hand. It reminds me of my travels.

This prompt came from Kellie Elmore, click the button to read all about it and read other free writes.

 

22 responses »

  1. Wonderful post. I travel a lot, but there is nothing like the desert, right? I even lived there for awhile but don’t know if I could do it permanently. I love your account of the Arizonan desert…brings me right back there.

    • Thanks – I love to travel – this was a memory of my 1st time in America – I have been back many times, but only experienced Arizona and the beauty of the desert once. Magical times.

  2. That is a super telling about your travels – I wonder if I could make a diary when I am travelling – I haven’t been able to yet.. 🙂 Great work dear!

    • Thanks Mariane – I am never without my pocket journal (or now my phone to record ideas) I wrote pages of poems on this trip – it was the longest road trip I have ever done in a car. I would definitely recommend you travel with some form of recording – or notebook. Then see what happens. I find landscape and people fuel my desire to write – I could never travel and not write, never had, never will. I kept diaries as a kid – as an adult and often solo in my adventures I have recorded cultures and times through poems and free writes.

    • Thanks, glad it brought back some memories – when you have only learnt about places and then you find yourself in them… magic of the universe.
      Absolutely loved writing this.
      I remember scribbling away in the back of the car, air con on full blast. Getting out for a stretch and smelling my skin cook wasn’t so nice! 8 years ago I took this trip and it feels like only yesterday.
      Loved this prompt and my 1st experience with life across the pond!

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  5. A beautiful read and a wish to pass onto the next generations. I loved it, you captured the freedom and experience of a long trip. Have a great weekend!

  6. Wow, this is a work of art. I like how you intertwined real life into the prompt. I like this paragraph:

    “Life held in a series of moments – memories become stories I tell myself – new found knowledge – the world isn’t such a big place after all. We can leave that accolade for the Universe. My world is filled by the treasure of experience, the wisdom of time and the love of good people.”

    This is a wonderful choice of words to describe a trip down memory lane.

  7. “Life held in a series of moments – memories become stories I tell myself – new found knowledge – the world isn’t such a big place after all.”
    Amazing read! Loved it completely. 🙂

  8. This reminded me of when I was young and would travel south with my family to Tennessee. The landscape was so different than Ohio, where we lived in the city. I was awestruck and like you, found stories in everything. This is a beautiful piece. Thank you for sharing.

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