I should've put in on the table
Thought I had it figured out
Should've took the chance when able
Now I have to do without
Spinning wheels, instead of parking
Miles before us, still to speed
Ignition on, but nothing sparking
Lapped, and falling off the lead
Should've caught that fleeting fragment
Reaching first, my grasp too slow
Hestation left me stagnant
While your river current' s flow
Reservations reeking havoc
Lights seen changing red from green
Now I'm jammed up in the traffic
Sandwiched lanes I'm trapped between
Should've spilled my secrets roadside
At the pit stop make repairs
To the vehicle of validating
To what now, nothing quite compares
Should've known what engine drove us
Should've looked beneath the hood
Now to find I'm all but stranded
In the 'ifs', the 'woulds', the 'coulds'...
We've all been through this sort of thing in our lives but the word play in this poem does an incredible job of elevating the matter to a true work of art. Great write.
Liked this poem, reminds me of driving across country aimlessly many times when younger. Good memories you've brought to the foreground. Identify with the ifs, would's and could's also. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Liked this poem, reminds me of myself many times over the years, driving aimlessly across country. Good memories you've brought to the foreground. Identify with the ifs, would's and could haves, also. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This is really wonderful. We all living with our ifs and woulds, and coulds. Time to time trying to dump them by road side. Very creative poem.
awww this is very good work it parallels driving whit relationships who would have taught of it beautiful write tnx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! This is so very creative! Love it!