Paint Poetry

Poetry is somehow seeping through the cracks.
Last summer as we travelled around the country roadsigns placed to aide our transit seemed useless. It seemed that the existing signs only served to confuse even if we were familiar with the area and felt we knew the road. Poor placement maybe, but it happened over and over again.
Lucky for us time was the least of our concerns but in the moment I voiced the idea that the roadsigns may as well be erased and overwritten with lines of poetry.  
If we need words on posts poetry might actually be more valuable in the moment.