Mistaken Identity Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Mistaken Identity

Rating: 5.0


I thought it was the wind
Roaring like a lion
Dressed in golden helmet
With goggled eyes
And
Silver streaked body
Glimmering in the spot light
Of morning sun...
Until it...fast moving thing
Braked to a halt at the red light
And I saw it was you
And your Honda
Travelling south!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Katherine Wiley 15 April 2008

Dorothy-Wow! I just had to peek at this one, and boy, is it an exciting write! Some one would publish that, no doubt Great write. kate

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