Best Headlight Poems

There is no right way...
there are only wrong
ways – there is no 
Luke-warm love, for
love is not a portion
nor temperature...not
a two-step – but a toward
You...

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It had been a long night, an hour drive just to be with my sister. One must stay in touch with family; it’s the right...

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I want to take a drive tonight
through a maze of half-lit roads
paved in onyx shadows.
I want to follow starry streets
that roll in waves of cold...

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You Know Who You Are! 

I know that you probably know who you are...
Abusers who prey on women (or men) .
Your aberrance mostly extends to...

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Driving down the twisting road
Into the night, the twilight abode
We twist and turn and up we go
Our destination, we cannot know
Just hold it in, we...

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I seek the light
                  from your look that
...

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i hope you don't mind 
if I wander in through your front door
and reset your clocks to headlight savings
life requires humor he said to the...

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raccoons 
caught in the headlight
trash our trash...

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‘An interesting guy I think,’
People might say on meeting you for the first time,
Oh yes, I’ve come to know you too well.
Thank God for the...

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I'm singular.
I'm night-driving.
With vibrant hum
of standard speed.
I'm glowing of dashboard.
Utterances of am talk
alien abductees and remote viewing.
Barely diverts my musing.

I night-drive 
periodically. 
A rite of...

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57 years aback,

Millions of ebony shinning skinned individuals,
Meddled in this part of the world to form a country named Nigeria.
From the stand point of crudeness,
How...

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One night  returning  home from the marketplace 
Street lights  suddenly gone.
I could see the road rolling in the headlight of my car.
After...

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I miss the feeling of going for a midnight drive, having the windows down, blaring our favourite song, three, two, one and it was all...

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Crack open an eye on Saturday morn,
and reach out to give him a cuddle.
To find he's been up since break of dawn,
and crouched in a...

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Goes with the trend bravely but with half sight
ripe sexuality, her massive headlight
following growth so damp
every act gives a cramp
scaling through with my ancient words,...

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