Sunday, January 9, 2011

Bohemian Highway


I took the scenic route
 - home, the
straight and narrow sounded
far too restrictive for a Bohemian
upbringing - dead ends

and places of no return seem to hold the interest
of poetic minds and ex-Russian spies,

appreciating
both the warmer climate, and an un-
orthodox faith in rhubarb pie
and bratwurst on a
stick...

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

posted for Jingle Poetry: Poetry Potluck Monday - Road ahead
Posted by at
Labels: , ,

33 comments:

  1. SuziCateJanuary 9, 2011 at 4:50 PM

    This title sucked me right in! Yes indeed, the bohemian way touches my soul. I always claim to be slightly hippy in soul and realized today that that is not it at all..I am gypsy in soul!

    ReplyDelete
  2. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 6:56 PM

    Finding the unfamiliar route and enjoying new experiences is truly a treat. Enjoyable poem.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJanuary 9, 2011 at 7:16 PM

    poetic mind loves dead end,
    what a philosophy, my dear friend.

    cute and lovely take.
    thanks for sharing!

    A++

    ReplyDelete
  4. MargaretJanuary 9, 2011 at 7:22 PM

    ..and ex-Russian spies. Have never eaten rhubarb pie after a spice bratwurst. Might have to give it a try. Fun take on the prompt.

    ReplyDelete
  5. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 7:39 PM

    The straight and narrow can be boring.
    That was a fun ride bkm.

    ReplyDelete
  6. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 7:58 PM

    Truly Bohemian idea

    Variety, adversity, adventure and vividness of thought can be a lot creative.

    Loved a lot.

    ReplyDelete
  7. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 8:11 PM

    And places of no return seem to hold the interest of poetic minds....certainly your work has always done that for me my dearest friend...just wonderful...been missing you!! oxox

    ReplyDelete
  8. LeiffyVJanuary 9, 2011 at 9:20 PM

    mmm, pie. You always know how to drive the point home, bkm! Great sense of journey and adventure in this, I love it!

    ReplyDelete
  9. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 11:03 PM

    everyone has got this hippy happy soul in them and your poem just about said it right bkm! love it! here’s my new year potluck- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/03/15/life/

    ReplyDelete
  10. AndreasJanuary 10, 2011 at 2:22 AM

    "an un-
    orthodox faith in rhubarb pie" -

    is a wonderful line. Just perfect!

    ReplyDelete
  11. AnonymousJanuary 10, 2011 at 3:57 AM

    this is a very, very interesting poem. a beautiful piece.

    trisha
    mydomainpvt.wordpress.com

    ReplyDelete
  12. Emmanuel IbokJanuary 10, 2011 at 4:53 AM

    wow...this gave me a fair dribble and the word "bratwurst" is new to me. Well written.

    Bless!

    ReplyDelete
  13. Brian MillerJanuary 10, 2011 at 5:10 AM

    oh there is too much to see on teh wandering way...smiles. it calls me as well...nicely done...

    ReplyDelete
  14. Paul CJanuary 10, 2011 at 5:36 AM

    What an enchanting side trip; the rhubarb pie lingered with me.

    ReplyDelete
  15. TALONJanuary 10, 2011 at 6:49 AM

    This was wonderful. The unorthodox journeys always seem to net the most fascinating results...

    ReplyDelete
  16. AnonymousJanuary 10, 2011 at 7:41 AM

    A very engaging poem...thank you for sharing.

    ReplyDelete
  17. Gordon MasonJanuary 10, 2011 at 7:49 AM

    Hehehe, great images Barbara - Russian spies and rhubarb pies.

    ReplyDelete
  18. BubbaJanuary 10, 2011 at 7:51 AM

    Sounds like an interesting trip! I've never tried bratwurst on a stick, but I pretty much like any kind of wurst - sounds messy though!

    (Psst! It should be "far TOO restrictive for a Bohemian")

    ReplyDelete
  19. hedgewitchJanuary 10, 2011 at 7:58 AM

    The Bohemian Highway can take you almost anywhere. Loved the sense of freedom and whimsy here, bkm. And I too, have great faith in rhubarb pie. Thanks for the ride.

    ReplyDelete
  20. UnknownJanuary 10, 2011 at 8:55 AM

    I absolutely adore the uniqueness of your poetry...

    ReplyDelete
  21. AnonymousJanuary 10, 2011 at 12:11 PM

    Excellent. I like it and the unusual images of the road ahead.

    ReplyDelete
  22. Carrie Van HornJanuary 10, 2011 at 2:04 PM

    This is true to your wonderful writing....the scenic route...that is the way your words always take me....i love this Bkm! :-)

    ReplyDelete
  23. AnonymousJanuary 10, 2011 at 2:04 PM

    love the creativity....

    ReplyDelete
  24. Stafford RayJanuary 10, 2011 at 2:18 PM

    Oh yes. It is the little side trips that offer the spice. But rhubarb pie and bratwurst? Surely not together!

    ReplyDelete
  25. LynJanuary 10, 2011 at 4:02 PM

    Always take the scenic route..that's where we can learn a few things..clever fun!

    ReplyDelete
  26. flaubertJanuary 10, 2011 at 4:33 PM

    Barb,
    Boho, I love it!
    Truly relaxed piece and I love bratwurst.
    Pamela

    ReplyDelete
  27. dsJanuary 10, 2011 at 4:56 PM

    "poetic minds and ex-Russian spies" Natasha? Is that you? ;) This was a fun trip along the scenic route, something we all need to do more often.

    ReplyDelete
  28. Other MaryJanuary 10, 2011 at 6:45 PM

    I like the way you divided un- orthodox, and I too like 'the long and winding road' as opposed to the 'straight and narrow' :o)

    ReplyDelete
  29. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 8:23 AM

    Love your poem and the whole layout of your blog, and the pictures.

    ReplyDelete
  30. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 10:28 AM

    glad to see your work read by so many...
    please return favors if you can...

    Thanks for the lovely participation, Happy Tuesday!

    Potluck Week 17 Treat/Awards 4 You, Enjoy!

    ReplyDelete
  31. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 3:02 PM

    Interesting and twisting write-- not a bad wine either :-)

    ReplyDelete
  32. AnonymousJanuary 12, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    your style is so unique. nostalgic and warm. i adore this piece. so happy i read.
    Happy Potluck!
    Kellie

    ReplyDelete
  33. KavitaJanuary 12, 2011 at 1:01 PM

    Aaahh.. my my my !! You have such a unique and awesome way with words, bkm... I felt like I was riding mountains, and devouring goodies, and soaking in the freshness, and loving it all!!!
    Really! A lovely poem..
    Best Regards..

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)