Best Motorway Poems

(A New Zealand Poem)

In thought as I sit here, 747 flying by, in contrast to the isles of white clouds cruising eastwards across the Manukau...

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You think your life's so rushed?
You've never been literally flushed,
or frozen and really crushed.
I've been through all a thousand times,
maybe more if you read between...

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A pretty face that wears a smile or giggles on the phone
When sunlight glances through an open door
A robin that will sit and talk when...

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There once was a friend who came to play 
drove along the motorway 
got up in the night 
feeling alright 
drove off in a Ford...

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If i could retake my life to bake again, 
I’d say exactly where, what and when, 
To my family and fundamentalist church, 
To those with...

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African Elephant 
To the small German town came the circus and it 
had amongst many animals also an old elephant.
One morning it broke loose and...

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Every spring, I remember the Exodus story.
How the twelve tribes became free from slavery, 
Escaping across the wind parted Red Sea, is a mystery. 
Easter...

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As you peel back one layer you will a bit more of me
Each layer defines parts that the naked eye may not see
The outer layer...

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[This poem 'No God Of  Mine' was seemingly confounding readers as
to its meaning. Ordinarily, if I felt a poem wasn't  cutting it, I'd delete
it, but on...

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Penelope Alecknavage nee perskin whose death aye assay
to comprehend, this son of the late Harriet Harris - 
   November thirteenth 2016 marked her...

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It was a wet November day
on the motorway to Cork
waiting at traffic lights
a tiny man shuffled towards me
frail, bald and alone,
his piercing eyes beseeching,
palms outstretched,...

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A synchronised swan chime is very pleasant in a cool breeze but sampling an electric blanket supper is just not that amazing. Nor is it...

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quick brown urban fox
dodges howling hounds from hell
crossing motorway...

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A large pile of elephant excrement is neither resembling a tortoiseshell coat or a brown handbag but playing dodge ball on a busy motorway could...

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> Do not read if of a nervous disposition . I am committed to sending at least one poem a day to some social media...

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