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Washed Up Now

What once was such a beloved auto, shiny and new is now
A rusty sad shell of her dazzling days gone by as she
Stands so pitifully on tall grasses sprouting inside and out.
Her horn hushed permanently, almost unrecognizable with 
Eyes completely blinded by vandals. She feels abandoned and
Desperate to recapture what was once such a gay life, with

United family outings...happy memories of attending
Picnics near the sunny sea shore or park, and so much more...

Now sun baked, she sizzles in the junk yard graveyard. Her
Only comfort, being surrounded by others looking worse off as she
Waits...willing to give parts of herself to help others in need.

6-15-16

Rusted and Busted 
Sponsor Casarah Nance
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Marie Avatar
August 14, 2016 at 2:44 PM
Wonderfully imaginative, the "life memories" of this beloved "jalopy"are bittersweet, touching and pure pleasure to read. I love the creativity of your mind, my friend :-) blessings, lynn p.s. I am still in awe of "The Grunions"...This lovely Acrostic will accompany it as a favourite :-)
Godwin Avatar
July 1, 2016 at 9:47 PM
You did a fine job, Connie - it was touching, emotional and entertaining. CayCay (I have yet to win the poems that placed)
Dietrich Avatar
June 30, 2016 at 9:50 PM
can't believe if this was not on the list, connie. well, I am off to Oregon to see my son early morning. Trying to be caught up, but one is NEVER caught up here and I dread to know that comments will probably scroll off the comment list before I can see them all unless i can do soup at my son's house. Good bye sweetie until later!
Day Avatar
June 20, 2016 at 10:08 AM
Excellent in personifying the car and in stating the significant role it played throughout its "life". Also, I found thoughts of how we deal with our own mortality hanging in your words. Nicely written! - Jesse
Marcum Wong Avatar
July 2, 2016 at 2:59 AM
Thank you Jesse. I have always kind of felt of my car as an extension of myself. I keep it clean and have never let my grandchildren eat or drink anything but water in my car. It is just a humble VW Beetle, but it is in good shape, even after 11 years. I appreciate your thoughtful comment. ; )
Dietrich Avatar
June 17, 2016 at 6:56 AM
I really like what you did here, Connie. first describing the car with the first word of the acrostic, then giving a few of her memories and at the end, giving her future. So nicely done.
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 17, 2016 at 7:11 PM
Yeah..the alpha and omega of a car's life. Thanks Andrea for your astute observations. It is much appreciated. ; )
Daniel Avatar
June 17, 2016 at 1:15 AM
Nice write on those old cars:) Love the thought that she is "willing to give parts of herself to help others in need.":)
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 17, 2016 at 7:12 PM
Thank you Jo...it is all she has left to offer. ; )
A  Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 11:19 PM
I like how you did your entry... Connie... Skat
Allison Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 3:16 PM
Great take on the theme Connie .. so sad to see these old cars but she still has her uses for spare parts:-) hugs Jan xx
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 3:20 PM
Hi Jan, my reply to Nette hopped up to your space. Thanks a lot. Connie ; )
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 3:18 PM
Thank you Nette. We need junkyards for the classic cars that need parts when things break. It is sad to see what Mother Nature's elements do to the discarded vehicles tho'. ; )
Onclaud Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 2:53 PM
connie, love how this old car can still be of good use for others...and your visual language, poetic mood are indelibly marked within your phrases!.. huggs
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 3:20 PM
Thank you Nette. We need junkyards for the classic cars that need parts when things break. It is sad to see what Mother Nature's elements do to the discarded vehicles tho'. ; )
Haight Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 9:57 AM
Hi, Connie, I love how your imagery brings the poor 'washed up' auto to life as you brilliantly describe its sad demise. A great Acrostic and best wishes for the contest. 7 Hugs, Sandra
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 3:29 PM
I will need the luck Sandra with the amount of N/A's I have been receiving. I tend to write shorter poems and the longer poems are usually preferred I have found. Thanks a lot for your encouraging words. ; )
Andresen Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 6:58 AM
- Last week I saw one that had "risen from death" ... new renovated by this type of cars - Really gorgeous cars .... wooow, many memories behind the wheel - A great poem to the contest, good luck Connie - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 16, 2016 at 3:22 PM
Thank you very much Anne-Lise. The restored vehicles help keep our history alive for future generations. ; )
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