Accelerator Poems - Poems about Accelerator

... Hobble Hobble Hobble Absolutely no pressure on that knee for 6 weeks. They gave me crutches Hobble, hobble, hobble. to the door. Husband waiting for me, luckily. I woke at nine. Felt l......Read the rest...

...Retirement's the time to slow things down Take your foot off the accelerator pedal If not, would you at least settle for slipping out of your wedding gown......Read the rest...

...Running out of road, windshield wipers are useless for tears Close my eyes and count to… not yet! reaper hasn’t appeared Lights flashing across the dashboard, warning indications Speedometer rea......Read the rest...

...Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me As a divergence from the apocalyptical, dialectical, geomorphological, judgmatical, metaphorical, philosophical..., I share an out of ......Read the rest...

...Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs Meaning the corporeal complex edifice housing these lovely bones, where linkedin logorrhea ably strives to break out in meaningless s......Read the rest...

...Lynette was attached to the ambiance of the seventies. She had a shag rug with large loops and flecks of silver. Bulb like globs floated in her six lava lamps. She replaced her accelerator pedal w......Read the rest...

...Conversations are mostly friendly Vacate my mind Inhale passing clouds Avoid taxes and the police Trouble with me is ~ The envelope arrives like a meteor Foreign, inalienable & free Fata......Read the rest...

...Unidentified flying object abducted yours truly,... a willing experimental subject to escape untenable married life. Upon falling into a deep slumber, the following subconscious somnambu......Read the rest...

...stories that hurt heal the soul if your heart can listen to a sky full of scribbles stretched o'er a sketchy road you know I never wanted a cancer story but now I know it's easier to figh......Read the rest...

...Mine slovenly unkempt appearance spelled embarrassment spurred by most recent therapy session with Renee Cardone whereby thematic thread stitched how yours truly sewed coping modus operandi, ......Read the rest...

...When I hear you say, “have patience,” I want to tell you about the wheel and the mule - when both stop, both die a little. Then there are the sailing boat sails when the wind stops. Then there......Read the rest...

...'Twas the month before Christmas When inside the house The housewife was quiet There's no sound, not even a grouse When all of a sudden There arose such a clatter Even the Chihuahua came ......Read the rest...

...Before penning, I see myself with engine running... foot tensed – ready to pounce on the accelerator, at the fall of the muse's flag; for a poem really writes itself – a hand behind the hand......Read the rest...

...I took a three-day trip in my Kombi across the vast Nullabor Plain tree-less and deserted. I crossed it in the 1980's before it was bituminized. I was told to take these three essential th......Read the rest...

...No rhyme nor reason why yours truly recalled how me late mother (earlier in her fitbit livingsocial years) non verbally communicated disgust (insync with audible sigh) quite often ultimatums b......Read the rest...