Poems About: CAR

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

  • 253.
    There are people

    There are people
    that claims the street as their own
    and stand
    at parking places on the sidewalk read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 254.
    Brotherhood (Pvt Kennedy)

    Reaching for his freedom
    with that new car smell
    My brother and I
    left Army ways behind read more »

    O.S. Brooks
  • 255.
    When Innocence Doesn't Matter

    I've been there before
    When I wasn’t even guilty
    What they found didn’t belong to me
    But they made me feel so filthy read more »

    Linda Racaniello
  • 256.
    Oh My Car

    My car my car it will not go,
    I think its time to part.
    To chuck the signs that say on Tow,
    And buy 1 that will start. read more »

    Carl Johnson
  • 257.
    Chasing an Empty Car (episode 1)

    I was a cop chasing an empty car.
    Not to know what I would find in the car.
    I was a man chasing my life.
    Not to know what I would discover in my life. read more »

    Sukhee Bukhbat
  • 258.
    You Seem So Swell There Mister

    You seem so swell there mister in your brand new motor car
    And you wish to let the World know of how wonderful you are
    You show your blond the scenery and you drive her up and down
    With your car stereo blaring through the wide streets of the town. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 259.
    Dizzy Spin

    Well I just remembered,
    in fact I never have forgot.
    One December morning
    many years ago. read more »

    David Taylor
  • 260.
    The Young Housewife

    At ten AM the young housewife
    moves about in negligee behind
    the wooden walls of her husband’s house.
    I pass solitary in my car. read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 261.
    Jump Cabling

    When our cars touched
    When you lifted the hood of mine
    To see the intimate workings underneath,
    When we were bound together read more »

    Linda Pastan
  • 262.
    Wherein Obscurely

    On the road with billowing poplars,
    In a country flat and desolate
    To the far-off gray horizon, wherein obscurely,
    A man and a woman went on foot, read more »

    Charles Simic
  • 263.
    My Little Red Car (Fun Poem 30)

    I have a little red car,
    that fits five quite comfortably,
    but members of my family
    when shopping think I drive a lorry. read more »

    David Harris
  • 264.
    Fast Cars

    Fast cars and lullabies
    The children laugh
    And the mother smiles
    The gun shoots read more »

    natalie tinnel
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