Across highways, yards, and loading lanes, trucking moves with a steady determination. Engines hum, tires trace familiar routes, and each arrival and departure plays a vital role in keeping supply chains in motion. At RCR Parking & Outdoor Storage, trucking is more than a mode of transportation. It is the connective thread that links people, products, and places.
In recognition of World Poetry Day, we are sharing a collection of poems inspired by the drivers, the rigs, and the wide-open yards that support them. These pieces reflect long miles traveled, quiet moments between loads, and the essential work that happens before the next journey begins.
Poetry allows us to pause and recognize the discipline and resilience behind logistics. The early starts, the late finishes, and the trust built mile by mile. Through this collection, we honor the role trucking plays in the supply chain and the individuals who keep freight moving, day and night, across every road that leads forward.
The Road’s Backbone
Highways stretch like endless veins,
Carrying life through sun and rains.
Each truck a pulse, a beating heart,
Binding worlds that stand apart.
From factory floors to city squares,
They weave the web that commerce shares.
Silent heroes on asphalt streams—
Driving the engine of global dreams.
Freight in Motion
Steel and rubber, grit and might,
Rolling steady through the night.
From ports to plains, from docks to hills,
The freight moves on where duty wills.
No rails to bind, no tide to sway,
They carve their path in bold array.
A promise kept in every mile—
The trucking force that makes trade smile.
Asphalt Warriors
Engines roar like distant drums,
As twilight hums and daylight comes.
They march in lines, a steel brigade,
Through storm and sun their vows are made.
No glory shines upon their way,
Yet all the world depends each day.
On every road their stories grow—
The trucks that make the commerce flow.
The Last Mile’s Song
Beyond the ship, beyond the train,
The truck begins its sweet refrain.
Through crowded streets and rural bends,
Its mission never truly ends.
It brings the goods to every door,
A humble role, yet vital core.
The last mile hums in tire and tread—
A pledge fulfilled where dreams are fed.
The Endless Convoy
One truck, then two, then twenty more,
A caravan from shore to shore.
Its wheels spin tales of grit and grace,
Of markets bridged and time erased.
They bind the earth in unseen ties,
Through desert heat and winter skies.
A convoy bold, a steadfast creed—
To serve the call of global need.
Haikus
Engines hum at dawn,
Highways stretch like silver threads—
Trade rides on their wheels.
Diesel breath at night,
Cargo dreams in endless rows—
Supply never sleeps.
Last mile’s quiet road,
Promises in every crate—
Commerce finds its home.
Storm clouds chase the load,
Steel and rubber hold the line—
Logistics endure.
Sunrise on the lane,
Freight rolls steady, bold, and true—
Chains of trust remain.