At The Cross-Roads. Poem by Michael Walker

At The Cross-Roads.

Rating: 5.0


I used to call in to that service station
on the corner, feeling pumped up before college
and glad to hear the attendant ask, 'Fill it up? '
I would answer 'yes' as petrol was cheap then.
The attendant would check the oil level
then the water in the radiator
if it was not too hot for safety.
I was hot in those days and soon did it myself.
Self-service is common now around the pumps.


The service station on the corner closed down
many years ago, although the building stayed,
a shop with nothing to sell, a car-less forecourt.
Other service stations kept selling other brands,
increasing their prices across the board,
although those prices did fluctuate.
Yesterday I saw that the old station
on the corner is reopening-same site different brand-
Regular 91 and Force 10 high octane.
I will go back to my old station on the corner:
May the Force be with you my friend.

- 30/31 July,2017.

Monday, July 31, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: transport
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It is a true story in all respects: the old service station was Mobil.
As I write this in November, the new Gull service station has still not opened for business, although it has all the signs in place. There has been quite a long delay already.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 02 August 2017

Well narrated poem on transport. I read the poet's note given by you and appreciated. The last lines viz. .. I do not accept theories about carbon emissions caused by motor vehicles. In other words, I am living in the present not the past.... are touching. Thanks.

0 0 Reply
Darwin Henry Beuning 02 August 2017

Michael, I agree, Having a car and being able to drive to one's favorite places is one of the special JOYS in life! ! !

0 0 Reply
Michael Walker 02 August 2017

You are right on here, Darwin. With your own car, you can take a pride in it, cleaning and polishing it, so that it gleams in the sunshine. If you get the car serviced regularly, and treat it well, it will go forever. I intend to keep the Toyota Camry, a 2005,2.5 litre car as my last-ever motor vehicle. In NZ, the motorist is now threatened by excessive claims in the media, made by the Green Party, for public transport and even cycling ahead of private car ownership. Even the AA, which is supposed to represent motorists, supports more and more bus lanes and cycle lanes, which exclude cars. I am glad to be out of Auckland and in a city where it is better for motoring. I agree, to be able to drive where and when you want is one of life's great joys. I wish you good motoring.

0 0
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success