Best Hatchback Poems

My dad was always this mystery
A shadow from the past I never knew
My mom rarely talked about him
And I never begged for another clue
I met him as I turned eighteen
We went to a Rolling Stones concert
And it seemed somewhat surreal
To be as dried as the...

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The College Caravan

Last night we loaded the minivan with her
suitcases, Rubbermaid vats, and chest of plastic drawers
stuffed with clothing, toiletries, school supplies, and posters.
While our vehicle is tightly packed, her room stands hollow;
drained of stuff and spirit, except for the furniture she left behind
like the...

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Saw the advertisement of a sleazy Volkswagen
Surfed the net as the seed was sown
For anything based on german technology
I knew nothing about car mechanisms
Except the comfort of conveniences
Yet updated my limited knowledge 
With its mileage, performance, safety
Saw the diesel and petrol options
Of the Vento sedan...

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Destination,Vegas
                     perfume sales,
                      ...

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I'm on the path to a massive collapse like the NASDAQ
I never asked for your lack of compassion so you can have it back
and love is just a mask that we wear when we act tragedies
just as fast as it happens you're snapped back to...

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Based on my consulting this year’s almanac    
June 30th being the best possible day for a BBQ out back
I sent out invitations to everyone, I didn’t hold back

There was the lumberjack, the nymphomaniac
The humpback, the hunchback and the hypochondriac
The kleptomaniac, the hemophiliac...

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11/14/16



To be honest across this Earth's soils
Conflict and turmoil 
That dates way back
Far before spacecrafts, state maps
Or being able to make cash

Opportunity don't waste that
Take a chance
Get on that A.S.A.P.
Before it goes down the drain fast



A long forgotten stash sat

By an abandoned hatchback

With broken and...

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(This is a fictional poem)

Life is so hard because I'm short and ugly too.
I have big pimples and I smell worse than the animals at the zoo.
I drive a hatchback that has no torque.
Cool people always beat me up because I'm a dork.
When people learn...

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From within the perspex booth, he flirtily inquired
 if my day so far had been fulfilling 
Duty of filling two reusable bags with thirty items
Didn't stop my silly line from spilling
"Certainly, yes - it's fulfilling me now"

His stare seemed unphased by my lame admission
Scanned groceries...

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A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on alert,
a barefoot country kid, that's me,
a runner on trails made of dirt,
plucked berries from brush, fruits from trees,
built sandcastles--swam first...

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I have to let it go.
It's not a workingman's truck, too pretty
but it is still a sweet ride.

Pain at the pump,
not getting any richer just older.
I got to bite the bullet,
squeeze into a squeezer.
I see a small hatchback in my future.

My wife puts on that...

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...But times did change, the great drives stopped,
the state came and blew up the rock,
some though that Joe would now pass on,
but he still showed up on dark nights,
and his face was such a sad sight,
a ghost depressed, his one last purpose gone.
For decades the...

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i saw circles
being drawn
in the sky

most folks
call them
buzzards

but others
like myself
prefer turkey

vultures
no fault of
theirs as

they fly over
a joni mitchell
parking lot

where there
in the lonely
is my first

road tripping
yellow chevy
chevette

hatchback
of course
not quasi

modo
hunchback
or even once

thought to
be a certain
musical sub

marine
but what
does this

sight
this vision
of visions mean

these birds
circle only
the dead or

dying
so it 
might

seem...

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He would lay me flat on the forest floor
among the leaves and the moss
In a pasture or a farmer's field
In the hatchback of his car
parked behind an abandoned cabin
along the river road
Outside his room in the hall
Upstairs upon the bitingly brumal 
bare tiles of the...

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Electric cars

I have always liked cars and like driving often for pleasure
I like the many styles of cars, from Mercedes to Lada,
I have driven both, and apart from the hard seat 
I do have a soft
for the Lada; as for Mercedes, it doesn't need my...

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