Poems About: CAR

In this page, poems on / about “car” are listed.

  • 109.
    Never say never

    NEVER SAY NEVER
    Her voice breaks on a complaint
    She was furiously mad and yet she wanted to plant a sweet kiss on him
    She watched him yell enraged read more »

    tiffany fawcett
  • 110.
    Car-washers

    As I walk half a kilometer
    To MIG Cricket Club for my gym
    I see cars parked on either side
    Of the wide street outside the compound-gates. read more »

    Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
  • 111.
    A True Story

    caught in traffic
    in downtown orlando
    on our way to meet up
    with friends from read more »

    Faith Elizabeth Brigham
  • 112.
    A Crash In The Night

    Waking up at night to the sound of panic in my mother's voice.
    She's says stuff to herself, something about her car, and then I hear the door open and close.
    I lay in bed silent as the night, thinking of what happened.
    I then hear the sound of police and ambulance vehicles. read more »

    Stephanie Pozzie
  • 113.
    O What Shall We Do With These Drunken Men?

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    Oh what shall we do
    what shall we do
    with these drunken men - read more »

    Raj Arumugam
  • 114.
    Johnny went to Hollywood

    Johnny went to Hollywood
    Said he’s gonna be a star
    Things didn’t turn out so good
    Johnny’s livin’ in his car read more »

    KMC Centlivre
  • 115.
    Saturday, the 14th

    Nancy left her car key in the house
    And was too scared to go back and fetch it
    Freddy Krueger, quiet as a mouse
    Was hiding inside, not wishing to beat it read more »

    Aram Stefanian
  • 116.
    Sandy

    Sandy the golden retriever, a gentle and loveable soul
    A long walk, a friendly pat, food in a bowl
    These were his normal, natural goals read more »

    Alessandra Liverani
  • 117.
    We Should Be More Like Davies

    We ought to be more like the great poet William Henry Davies take time to stand and stare
    Instead we worry about life and hurry here and there
    We stress about our jobs and about our bills to pay
    And yet we're getting older and our time clock ticks away. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 118.
    On Lillian Way

    night
    cold gray against greenish black
    street lamp globes against
    rectangle buildings read more »

    Theresa Haffner
  • 119.
    The Death Of A Hare

    He ran across in front of his car confused in the headlight's glare
    He heard a bump he could not stop he knew he had killed the hare
    Another car followed close behind so he had to drive on
    'Twas not his fault though that in itself of no consolation to Ron. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 120.
    Travel Japan Haiku - Yokohama

    still missing Yokohama
    we just slept in car
    in our first visit read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
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