The Mini General Lee and I

A glorious mountain
Too slow of a climb
A boring waterfall
Escargot

We are climbing a glorious mountain
In the Smoky Mountains National Park
To see a boring waterfall.
When you see a waterfall, all of them look
The same,
No matter how spectacular they are.

We are moving so slow
That a snail moves faster,
And we can cook Escargot
by the time
that we reach the waterfall.

The Mini General Lee
Burning rubber
Having fun
Lunch

I drive my wheelchair down the mountain
as if I am driving like Beau Duke,
Not caring if I am on the edge
Practically falling off
Because I am burning rubber
To get to lunch
Before my family
Eat all of the sandwiches
Plus I am starving.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace