A U.P. Love Song

En Route to the Dentist in an April Snowstorm

There is Hay For Sale
and Superior Gas
and you must Keep Right
Except to pass.

A Road Ends, a highway Junctions,
Janus peeks from the dark windows in the Berry Patch Restaurant,
saying Yes, We’re Open and Offered by Mackinac Real Estate.

A semi trailer kneels in weeds and mud,
crying faintly that it representsThe Fresh Approach.
The Next Two Miles are Maintained by Stephen King and Family.
Then there is a Safety Turnout.

There are
Clean Rooms, Hot Showers, Groceries, and Fishing Tackle.
Bigger Log Homes (Handcrafted),
Superior Tools,
and Used Books at Honest Injun’s Tourist Trap.

You are urged to consider
Wild Rice,
U.P. Jam,
Vegetables Grown Here, and
Any Type of Harvesting.

There is a Gold Mine (abandoned),
A Stuff Capital (empty),
and 10,000 Square Feet of Awesome Shopping at Treasure City, open 9 to 5
Daily.

And, O, Travelers, look–
The Dreamland is ahead.
E-Z On-Off, a Great Place, and
Closed.

On the roadside,
a bald eagle pecks through
melting snow and
brown grass.

Category: Life 6 comments »

6 Responses to “A U.P. Love Song”

  1. Marjorie Moore

    I recognize all these places! Thank you for reminding me of their beauty

  2. Steve Pulley

    Smiling. Thanks.

  3. Joan Ecclesine

    You have taken me on an thought filled journey this morning thru my neck of the woods! Thank you for posting your insights!

  4. ellenair

    Thank you, everyone.

  5. Susan Slining

    A Wonderful Place Called Home. Thanks for the refresh of Memories.

  6. terrikaps

    Thanks for transporting me to one of my favorite places in the world. . .


Leave a Reply



Back to top