Lucilla Carrillo Poet Free verse

No Brakes At Forty

No Brakes At Forty

No Brakes at forty, I got to stop. It starts to rain
and I'm on the freeway. I see a car that got too 
close, but I can't stop. I push the brake, but it don't
work.

I start to panic, what can I do? I thought I knew,
but my brakes won't come through. I see a car that's 
up ahead - I thought OH no , if I hit it - I'm dead.

I looked behind, I looked around. I see an exit, I turn the 
wheel and out I go. Believe it or not - but I was now going
 slow. I knew then that I was safe. I now knew that one way 
or another my car would stop...

06/08/2014
By Lucilla M. Carrillo.

Note: Sometime back I was challenge to
write a poem with just the title. This is what I
came up with....

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Paul Callus June 13, 2014 at 3:01 PM I see this in a different light. The travelling car is our life on the move....sometimes things go wrong, but if we do not panic God will show us an escape route. Faith could well be our safety net! Take care, Lucilla. // paul

Carolyn Devonshire June 9, 2014 at 7:12 PM Dear Lucilla, this is quite a creative car trip on which your imagination embarked. You responded to the challenge very well! (Just glad this didn't really happen; there are so many accidents in my area.) Love, Carolyn Lucilla Carrillo June 9, 2014 at 7:36 PM Thank you so much. It was a challenge and that was what I came up with.

Anne-Lise Andresen June 9, 2014 at 1:35 PM - Luckily it went well .... a little different poems from you my dear friend Lucilla - enjoyed reading it ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Lucilla Carrillo June 9, 2014 at 7:34 PM I just wanted to try something different this time.

Justin Bordner June 9, 2014 at 1:35 PM Nothing quite like near death experiences while driving a car, I've had several, they are great moments, if you survive. Suspensful write Lucilla. J.A.B. Lucilla Carrillo June 9, 2014 at 7:20 PM Thank you for reading. I had quiet a bit of those death experiences.

Ravi Sathasivam June 9, 2014 at 1:52 AM Clever write. Excellent. Enjoyed. Tfs Lucilla Carrillo June 9, 2014 at 7:17 PM Thank you Ravi.

Tim Smith June 8, 2014 at 9:45 PM Wonderful Lucilla....I used to have a Mustang pre kids that I would get up to over 120mph....now I take the train..lol much safer...hugs Tim Lucilla Carrillo June 8, 2014 at 9:58 PM Tim; every time I read a poem of yours - It brings me memories from Chicago. From all the cars I had - my favorite was a Mustang. Keep riding the train so you can be safe. Take care and God bless you.

Poet Destroyer A June 8, 2014 at 7:40 PM I love breaking the law...LOL, Lucy, thank you for the reply.. Linda

Poet Destroyer A June 8, 2014 at 7:11 PM Haha this is me, I panic, just thinking of the age. But, I know you are talking of the speed limt.. LOL.. I can't stand going 40 at all, unless I'm in town and I have toooooo... enjoyed this...Linda Lucilla Carrillo June 8, 2014 at 7:33 PM You should not panic - it's nothing.at that age you start having a different outlook on life. About the speed limit I would like to go 80 miles an hour. If I didn't break the law.