Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Blue Highway

It is a nice and sunny day.

I'm listening to the radio

While driving down a rural highway.

Then as around a curve I go,

I notice the highway is blue.

Should I pull over or go on?.

I'm really not sure what to do,

A very strange phenomenon.

I cautiously do drive ahead,

Come to a truck on the road side,

Broken barrels on the truck bed,

An answer to the blue supplied.

The blue highway, not by design,

A truck had spilled blueberry wine.