Crash Poem by Roy Ballard
Crash
Massif L'Estérel, rounding a hairpin,
I came across an old wreck by the road,
close by a tree, a sports car painted red.
Allured by speed along the mountain road
its fearless driver failed to make the bend;
smashed sideways on the tree it broke in two.
One gaily coloured half lies upside down
the rest gapes upright... and the cuckoo calls.
Je me demande... was this wreck connected with the book in some way?
A touching poem cautioning against reckless driving in speed on hilly terrain. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 9:57:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I can picture the scene, crashed car at a hairpin bend, surely a deterrent to others who speed!