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The Road to Beverly Hills

Updated on April 1, 2011
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Glendon and his wife have led church ministries, conducted empowerment seminars, and travelled to faraway places on business and vacation.

Long ago and far away when I was the country cousin living in Kingston's upscale Beverly Hills and working at the bottom of the ladder in my first city job I wrote this poem. I am trying to write from memory but I am unable to remember every single word so I have done some editing. Because Hub Pages will not tolerate a short hub I may write a third verse.

The Road to Beverly Hills

Tired and listless road

Glued to the parent rock

Winding, turning, telescoping

Biting the tough dry soil

Slick shiny long black cars

Air-conditioned all soaring past

While shimmering heat of Kingston

Though losing its angry strength

Follows me along your way

On the road to Beverly Hills

Looking back on my journey at that time it would appear that there is a lot beneath the surface. To begin with the "tired and listless road" is a personification. The writer is describing the road with human attributes. So the poem is not so much about the road as the feelings of the writer who is the person taking the journey. At the end of a day in his cubicle he felt tired and listless. Why listless? Could it be that his life at that time was characterised by a lack of interest, energy, or spirit? Here was a young man whose creative talents were not being maximised. He was struggling to get a toehold in the city. No wonder at the end of a workday he felt tired and listless.

The second hint to my personal struggles at the time is in the line "Glued to the parent rock".  Again I am looking for subliminal clues to feelings and emotions.  So it literally describes the road.  But pull the words up and you see 'parent' and 'rock'.  Was the young poet anxious about the values and religion of his rural parents while he confronted the new environment of the city?

These and more questions are worth exploring as we dig deeper into what appears to be a simple short poem.


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    • glendoncaba profile image

      glendoncaba 8 years ago from Somewhere in the hubverse


      You're welcome.

      Thanks for stopping by.  Will check your hubs too.

    • Tom Cornett profile image

      Tom Cornett 8 years ago from Ohio

      Cool...I like this...thanks! :)