Best Freeway Poems

An idiot driver cut in front of me on the freeway
Just because they did not get the big picture 
I have to slam on my brakes?
Could I let it slide?
Apparently not.
I threw my hands up like “what the heck?”
She gave me the bird.
I gave her...

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I fell asleep in my dream

at the wheel, 
unfolded maps on the car's floor

to wake up to her smile 
not once but twice....

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a tire flew off and the ford flipped
they forgot to buckle their belts

bodies were strewn on the deep divide
i was the first on the scene. one died......

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It can be a little bit tough,
While skating in the buff,
In the fast lane of the freeway,
You know I need not say,

Especially to me,
When you need your skate key,
So I'd suggest you try first,
To use the service road,
or call a hearse,

A helmet may be wise,
Unless...

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Invasion of tears on a lonely street
I crash spheres of sadness that burst with a sigh
There's no one to tear me apart I can meet?
..a Lexus is lost and the driver is shy...

The freezing orchestra plays in my head
Police sirens as one play with my...

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Revving up your motor 
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“THE FREEWAY COWGIRL”


structure in the bathroom 
look to your left
look to your right 
look up and reflect. 
the bulls-eyes make everything 
the back will deliver
condensation will drip
cigarettes in the fingers 
thought under the shade. 
eyes pop over the tongue
heart beats in a yellow suit
laughter loves...

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I call them my angels of the freeway -

the three good Samaritans that I met.

Seeing me stranded, each stopped right away.

I call them my angels of the freeway.

Changing a tire for me, how kind were they!

Three times I’ve been rescued and I’ll not forget.

I call...

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Dangerous deeds camps at night in the mountains
with each thought a flickering flame 
Those that dare to play the game a burning soul 
a crisp desire broken fingers in a glove 
hand in hand driving the freeway of love
I kept the windows down this binz...

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freeway : speed limit 95.
midnight : streets are alive.
headlights : flashing by.
there is only one star in the sky.

cars blurring, on their way.
not sure of the role i play.
impossible to depict one car from another,
a string of lights, act as a cover.

only one thing that...

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Daily rushing,

Anger on freeway,

How can we slow this down?


Daily rushing.

Clenching my gum teeth,

Level 10 Hostile


Daily rushing

Lower back tensing

Is work worth it?...

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Highway swing
Highway dance
Swing in and out
Swing carefully
Out to stay alive
Out there on the freeway
Alive still
Alive to swerve
Swerve all about
Swerve cautiously
Still moving
Still dancing
About to smash
About to crash
Moving slowly
Moving not at all
Smash heard
Smash song
Slowly turn
Slowly open eyes
Heard metal
Heard brakes
Turn and look
Turn and feel sad for them
Metal crumpled
Metal...

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In a town where one’s car MUST IMPRESS
I am in a permanent state of undress
Without said car 
I don’t go far
When I leave my lair
I walk everywhere
There are cats I greet
Even a human or two I meet
I have become fit 
Bit by bit
My temper no...

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The winter darkness falls before the day
Has run its course, long ere the eyes of those
Who labor seek surcease from weariness.

The home-bound traffic winds its halting way
Beneath the moon-bound Evening Star and slows—
A mess.

And so I sit with promises to keep,
Ensnarled within a concrete wilderness
As...

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It is the Indianapolis 500, I am in the lead of course.
My car has the power of more than a buggy and horse. 
Wait! Did that car just pass me? Racing for me is not a whim!
I am irritated and peeved, so I catch up...

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