The Automobile- a Synasthroesmic Poem
The amazing, incredible, wonderful car
This extraordinary , inexplicable part of who we are
The big, the little, the long, the short, the bus
An exciting, capricious part of the kid in us
The clunker , the hybrid, the grand Roles Royce
There are dozens, hundred, for your choice
Depending on the dinero ,the dollar, the pence in your purse
Or if your a CFO, a poet, or a lowly nurse (me!)
There are just the wheels out there for you
Be they black , green, white or shades of blue
To be sure we love, hate, enjoy the automobile
Yes, for almost all of us it has an addicting appeal....
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013
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