Heavy Rain

raincarNo powder blue sky to grace
my eyes today, only black or grey.

Rain hits the screen, relentless
mixing with mud and debris from
other’s used up spray.

Wipers clear the view
only for a moment or two.
Stuck behind snails driving blind
is not where I want to be.

My brother always said:
‘Your safest place is in the
fast lane Bren because so many
don’t care to be there, there’s
far less to contend with
always loving the freedom of speed
I dare, Oh yes I dare.

Out there in the fast lane
now… only the constant clean rain
hits the screen
Don’t need to see where I’ve been
and can now see where I’m going too

Sky still black and grey
some days are just dismal
and even the sun refuses to
rise and shine.


© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

*Had to drive half way across the island yesterday in pretty heavy rain, I never used to be daring enough to over take traffic and such until my brother told me that most accidents tend to happen in the slower lanes because people are so cautious and tend to make more mistakes.  He said that because a lot won’t risk driving at high speeds the fast lanes are usually a lot less used and therefore tend to be safer than the slower ones. I never thought he was right until I moved here and began driving again.  Now, I cannot be behind slow traffic, if I am for too long, I lose focus, so as soon as it’s safe to do it, I overtake, get into the fast lane and… stay there if I can. I love driving, especially on an open road ahead of me.
P.S. Do not worry, I DO drive with care.

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

32 thoughts on “Heavy Rain”

  1. driving in the rain, especially when it’s pouring, causes much anxiety for me. I’m going to have to keep an eye one the fast lane next time and assess this theory. nice write!

  2. I love driving but in the rain? Not so at all. Sadly it hurt to get a 255 ticket for going 19 over the limit yesterday grr. You’ll be seeing me on the slow lanes for the next year at least, my first ticket in 6 years, it hurts 😦

  3. It’s good to be daring during the rain, but, glad you arrived a safe though slightly daunted . (still haven’t written thing . Va-K)

  4. Great capture, can really envision the overcast darkness and rain-soaked roadways. Interesting theory about the fast lane, explains why my husband prefers it!

  5. Not sure about your brother’s theory… idiots in the outside lane fly past me at suicide speeds in fog or snow. Enjoyed the piece with that proviso.

  6. I could have guessed you drive in the fast lane like a big cat running on sure feet with readiness to see ahead because of clarity of being. This poem offers a tiny glimpse into that connectedness even in the most trying of times.

  7. wow, this piece got me reflecting something…I try to avoid night driving, I do it only when I have to, I don’t necessarily get the night blindness, but there’s just something about the darkness that gets me…I used to work out on Fort Walton Beach in florida but I stayed in Destin which is a good 30 minutes or so depending on time of day and often would either leave or return in the dark, and boy did my mind play tricks on me in the dark. On more than one occasion I convinced myself spirits were chasing me, but that was an extreme, it’s just not something I like to do. Bad weather and rain are right up there as well, and yeah, traffic, I hate it, hate it hate it, and always drive the back roads and suburban streets when i can to beat the traffic, even if it adds on a few more minutes. The driving in the fast lane, i always do it. My dad yells at me whenever he’s in the car with me, saying I should only stay in the slow lane, even though i’m going five over the limit. So I always say I’m not going slow, and by the letter I should be in the fast lane….he disagrees, and as odd as it sounds, illogical as it is, the law would agree with him. But I can’t wait to get a ticket for driving too slow in the fast lane when I’m going the speed limit or a bit over…can’t wait to see how that gets worded.

    Well, I rambled on a bit there, but that’s great, you’re piece really struck me. Thanks

  8. Always driving in the fast lane, except when winter driving … too chicken … ever since hitting a few deer and landing in the ditch falling asleep coming home from work …

  9. Sometimes, you just have to do it. The older I get, the more cautious I am, but some days, the only place to be is the fast lane!

  10. Maybe i should try life in the fast lane…hate driving in the heavy rain, but a couple of years ago had no choice, my son was 8 turned on the rock n roll station and singing along got me through a stressful drive but I was in the slow lane. Not anymore! 🙂

  11. I know what you mean because I drive to the city freeway morning and afternoon ~ Still drive carefully ~

  12. You can understand why the Eagles lived there now 😉
    Glad you got to return to driving, maybe one day I will too, who knows.

  13. i love driving in the rain – and for some strange reason, i always find myself putting Don Henley’s ‘Boys of Summer’ on, when i do.
    if you’d love some snow, come to my place 😉
    great poem.

  14. That is true, the slow pokes can ruin it for you, but then some speed demons can as well, a balance indeed. I pass them too, step on the gas with my little rhyming umm err bum!

  15. the safest place is in the fast lane…who would’ve thought this..but as you explain, sounds logical…better go fast and stay focused..good recipe for life as well me thinks..

  16. I enjoyed how you poemed this experience, dreamer. and I admire anyone who loves driving fast on the open road – me in the passenger’s
    seat enjoying the ride too.

  17. So true about the fast lanes. I think. We had terribly dense fog yesterday. As I could go where I was headed by streets, I took the scenic route. LOL. Glad you got where you were going safely.

  18. there are def days like that….its good to know where you are going and be able to see that…and to let what has past be so that it does not encumber you along the way….

  19. Oy, winter driving is not the best. Stay safe, kiddo! I tend to be a slow lane driver, one my dad used to call the Long Underwear Brigade. Hee hee.

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