Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Flat Tire

In my urban habitat,
On a bridge’s ramp,
Heard a noise like rat-a-tat,
Giving me a cramp.

Taxi driver passed my way,
Pointing to my wheel;
Couldn’t hear, with traffic’s fray,
What miles would soon reveal.

Soon I felt familiar thumps – 
Oh no! My tire is flat!
Riding over highway bumps
Tempts rubber to go splat.

Slowly rolled to a garage
Where they made a switch.
Gratitude in me loomed large,
But isn’t life a *****?

Just in case we think it’s not,
There’s plenty to remind us
That even days that hit the spot
Hide havoc, which will find us.

Could have been a whole lot worse
If fate did so conspire;
Still, my day became adverse
When I blew out my tire.

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Jon A Cavanaugh November 23, 2013 at 8:09 PM You can make a gem of a poem out of anything. That is a real gift. Love this poem.

Robert Johnson November 17, 2013 at 1:31 PM Whether it be a flat tire or some other rift. Staying calm is half the battle, if you get my drift. Peace. :)

Rockman Pritts November 13, 2013 at 12:26 AM Well done Ilene. I have been there a few times before. That being said, I would like to dispense some advice to women. Make sure you have a jack compatible to your car. Invest in a 4 way lug wrench. You can find one at Home Depot or Lowes or any auto parts store. It will ensure that you will always have the right size for any car and help apply the torque needed to get the job done. The better thing to do is make sure you have roadside assistance on your insurance. That's what I do for my wife.

Vicky Tsiluma November 13, 2013 at 12:24 AM Well written! Just the thought of having a flat when on the road is enough to make one cringe. I like how you've brought it out and intertwined it with life - very nice.

Andrea Dietrich November 12, 2013 at 4:34 PM ilene , three times this has happened to me ON THE FREEWAY, not to mention a few other times in town. I still don't even know how to change a tire and I can't depend on my female wiles forever. hahaha. How I hate blowouts. This is a great poem.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 12, 2013 at 2:04 PM - I've never experienced that in all the years I've driven a car ..... - Thankfully!! - Boring when it happens ....yes::: ***** !!! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Matthew Anish November 12, 2013 at 10:47 AM I don't have a car anymore since I live in the city. I remember having flat tires and once drove across a bridge with just a rim on! Enjoyable work here! Peace & Love Matthew Anish