Lewis Raynes Poet Quatrain

Notes About The Poem

Clean air: Air that has not been affected by turbulence from other cars.

 

Groove: The optimal path around the track for the lowest lap time.

 

Hairpin: A tight 180 degree corner that twists back on itself.

 

Kerb-hopping: To clip, or drive over completely, the concrete kerbs (curbs) on the inside of a corner. 

Car Races

I love the clean air, breathe the clean air, 
I hunt the clean air in the race,
I want that distance between me and the field, 
When they are all up for the chase,

Around the hairpin, through the chicane, 
Stuck in the smallest tight fight in the groove,
And we all hop the kerb as we smoke up the tyres, 
And we spin, twist and slide on the move,

Trying not to T-bone, not throw a belt, 
Threading the car like a pin in top gear,
All cherishing the roar going down the main straight,
As the crowd all let out a cheer.

I love the power of the drums as cylinders dance, 
I love the explosion of the wheel on the tar,
I love the thrill of the moment winning the race, 
When I race everyone else in my car.

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