Best Exhaust Poems

Every time I sneeze or cough

Either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires!

Shouldn't be a big surprise

It's a definite sign we ain't no young chicken...

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Someone who knows
Said You were an old ancient Tree,
But at the time, it didn’t really matter, 
Or seem important to me.
I knew You only for...

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Look up!  Snowflakes appear in streetlights
   Hear children cheer as snow days are announced
Watch the powder fly during snowball fights
  ...

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A windswept bluebell I am
even though the sun is high in the sky
The wind ruffled the hair
my skin would slowly freeze like mosaic
Want to paint...

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WITH  JUST ~ONE  KISS

I rise, like fire in your eyes.
Feel the burn, as I discharge my flames.
Like Frankenstein, 
I will make you come...

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Upon the twinkling of silent twilight,
tranquil thoughts set adrift, 
infatuated in elysian reflection.

The mind wanders, 
observing and listening - roaming;
avoiding confusing crossroads
leading into chimerical phantasms.

Overwhelmed...

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Empath whispers hold covered silence
desires whisk away with the moon
earth tone times of trepidation 
dragged off and hidden in the ruin

pain stains blush red under...

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Indian summer lies within your autumn hazel eyes,
my velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost;
love lingers in bereft fingers, I stroke your face...

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battle of the sexes


~~MONA LISA SMILE
Picture Oil painting worthwhile 
Leonardo DA Vinci, look out!
What is she really smiling about?

(((The popularity of the Mona Lisa increased...

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THE INNER CHAMBER

Please.  Stop holding back on me.

Like a child standing at the neighborhood ice cream truck, arm outstretched, eyes huge, mouth watering.

I stand...

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Streetlight shadows, sentinals of the night
Give up their posts
Secrets safe

Crescent Moon, Venus in tow
Sighs its last breath
Waning on the horizon

Newspapers flop at doors, car exhaust
Once...

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City streets spew fire on sunburnt July day.
Dabbing sweat from brow, I meld into paved sea. 
Mick cries out "Angie" from quaint corner café;
slowing steps,...

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Lost to the Wind

                    A yellow...

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Well he was smoking
The stream that came
From his mouth
Looked like the exhaust
From a fast moving 
Trailways diesel bus...

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Six forty eight,
sitting in a cab at Madison and LaSalle.
Present in hand, Spongebob encased.
A look at the schedule just to confirm
the train leaves at seven...

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