Rusty old truck
“Blind in one eye
can’t see out of the other”
Hasn’t moved in many years
Unlike us, it still has its shape
Sitting in the desert
sandblasted by high winds
Undaunted by freezing cold
Reflecting a time of revolution
Industrial revolution
When steel was king
and horse drawn buggies
were becoming obsolete.
Growing old alone
Just like us…
Today at d’Verse, Sanaa asked us to consider minimalist photography. She share some photos from fellow blogger Glenn Buttkus, and asked us to pick one and write an Ekphrastic poem about it. I chose the old Model T truck sitting in the field.
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There is something comforting about that truck becoming part of the landscape.
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Seems to have fit itself right into it! Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, Dwight.
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Nice poem, Dwight. I really liked the personification, talking about the car’s “eyes” and blindness.
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Thank you so much! I saw one was shinny and one was rusty.
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It had become a bit of a Cyclops for sure. I like the reference to the Industrial Revolution, and how Henry Ford fit into it; thanks.
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Thank you Glenn. It is a great shot!
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Love it, Dwight!
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Thanks Lucy!
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You captured the essence of this rusted beast in its environment. I didn’t think about how old this thing is and how well-preserved for being such harsh elements. They used to be built to last. Now you get a fender bender and it’s totaled.
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Thanks Lisa. Yes you are right about that. The were built to last. I appreciate your comment!
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You’re welcome, my friend.
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Great to see 👌🌷🙏have a nice Day 😊☕️🌹
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The poem also so awesome 👍🏻🌹
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Thank you so much!
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To every thing there is a season.
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A time to shine…. and a time to rust! I love it!!
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beautifully written
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Thank you so much!
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“Growing old alone, just like us” That is so sad. Nice poem 👏🏽
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It is very sad when that happens! Thank you.
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You never grew old and alone, you have us your admirers.
JOANNA
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I am very thankful for people like you who show appreciation and care about an old man’s musings! Thank you for your kind words Joanna!
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A wonderful poem and perfect pairing to the photo!
I like seeing such art! (It IS art to me!) It reminds us to stop and remember past generations, history, people who lived and paved the way for us, ETC!
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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A great observation Carolyn. Yes this kind of art does help keep us grounded in the past and in our future!
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An excellent choice well served
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Thank you Derrick! I love the old and nostalgic!
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That’s amazing.. well-rationalized to the image.
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Thank you so much Rosida!
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My most pleasure😊
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Nicely composed.
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Thanks Ron!
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I think you’ve done justice to the history of this poor old truck, Dwight. I can imagine this photo as one of your paintings!
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Thank you Ingrid! It would make a great painting! Character in old age… what we all strive for!
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Dwight,
It might be obsolete and old, but it’s “undaunted” and king of that landscape, with a dignity in its aloneness. All beautifully captured by your words. 💯
pax,
dora
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Thank you Dora. It does have a beauty and character all its own!
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Minimal items speak volumes, don’t they? Artfully composed. A pleasure to read!
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I love this, Dwight! You captured much about life and ageing. And the old truck even though neglected over the years was built to last. I doubt if future generations will see a vehicle built today look as good as the old truck 50 years from now.
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You are right about that! I think the dry desert climate has kept it from rusting away. Thank you so much for you comment.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Great post from Dwight!!!
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Really a great post, Dwight!! I loved it so much! Loved the wisdom and feeling in your words!
Chuck😁✨✨👍
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Thank you Chuck! It is so nice of your to share this with me. The photo really captured my imagination!
Dwight
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I so agree. How could it Not???
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:>)
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This is incredibly potent, Dwight! Somehow I knew you’d pick this photograph, and I was right 😀 you did so and beautifully 💝💝 I especially like the reference to; “Industrial revolution when steel was king and horse drawn buggies were becoming obsolete.” Thank you so much for writing to the prompt.
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Thank you Sanaa for your kind words! I too liked to guess which one people would pick before I read them. I missed most of them. :>( You know me too well!
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At least our bodies will be returned to the earth.
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Unless we are Egyptian mummies! :>) Thank you for your comment!
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You brushed that rusty old truck with the loveliest of color!!!!
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Thank you Helen! You know I love restorations!! :>)
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I can almost imagine the Joads using the truck going west.
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Yes, for sure! Amazing that they made it in a truck like that!
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Kept its shape but losing parts…while some of us keep our parts but lose our shape, ha!
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yep … that’s me!! :>)
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Amazing as usual. And it reminds me so much of our 2019 travels down Route 66!
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Thank you so much. I am sure you had scenes like this all along the way!
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Love this so much!
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A fitting description for the image 🙂 I love: sandblasted by high winds / Undaunted by freezing cold ❤
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Thank you so much!
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One eye blind and can’t see out the other…Dwight, you’re a master of words. For some reason I thought of The Walton’s (one of my favorite shows…still!) the Disney movie, Cars, and Bonnie and Clyde (original movie, one of my favs)! And that’s my brain for you. 😀
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I am glad this conjured up all those great memories! I remember the old truck on the Waltons was just like this one! I really appreciate your kind comments and affirmation.
dwight
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It’s my pleasure, Dwight!
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Such a beautiful concept and lines👌
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Thank you so much!
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You chose well… and you did honor to that old truck. I like the way you gave it life again… but not the sentiment of growing old alone. No, don’t go there!
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Thanks Jan! This one grabbed me!
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Reminds me Mater from ‘Cars’. 🙂
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love the metaphors like us here Dwight.. made to last longer but never forever. 💖💖
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Thank you … yes you are right! Nothing last forever just like us!
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Enjoying while we can💖❣️
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Yes!
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Thank you for reposting.
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