Best Sunroof Poems

Slipping into my silver-gray SUV
Nicknamed  " Sly Buster Cruiser”
I speed off down the rocky, off-highway road.
Twisting and reeling like my wired mind,
windows down, sunroof open,
(Annie Lennox groveling on the CD player),
reckless noon rays on my chin,
wind on ticklish, naked nape ...
Damn, who cares? I...

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I fly with eagles on the one lane to Freedom
Through the desert of the lost souls of drought
Tears are dissipating from the speed of my Fate
Spirits chanting in the rhythm of the desired rain...
 
The sky commits suicide in my rearview mirror
The blackness of Death...

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She’s got an orange and a blue pair of shoes
That I love so much when she wears them
She looks great in her black coloured ear rings
It makes me want to ravish her
She looks great in anything
She’s I want a piece of fan ice
Now and then...

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I had a huge notebook full of poems.
They were written on both covers, all around.
Here and there, in corners even,
Some topsy turvey, upside down.
 
I almost took the purple notebook in
To the station where I relieved myself
Feeling silly, I left it in the truck
When I...

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My Mate’s Car 
It’s a limousine Cadillac with all the luxuries you would want. Check it out as he drives past. He has electric windows for hot July days. A digital stereo to blare his metal music out on front and back speakers, buck the...

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It's my circus and I'm the star
My damn mechanic can't fix my car
My sunroof leaks on the passenger seat
And my brake shoes are made from two left feet
My roof leaks and the water comes down
My wife is screaming, you can hear her down town
The oil...

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My "Blue" Equinox sitting in the driveway;
Can't wait to get in it and enjoy the day.
I am going to rev up the engine ride all over town,
To show off the "Blue" that I finally found.
I have wanted this SUV for a very long time,
"Blue" with...

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If wishes were horses
We’d all take a ride and possibly this time
We could come inside
Without picking up a VD-in-the-box
Or a latent addiction we just can’t detox

Mind, body, soul, heart, head and feet
imprisoned deep 
in a concrete complication of humiliation and revelation,
Pushed off bridges that cross
Dreams,...

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i seem to remember
a sunroof sky
full of kanji and silk
wisteria dancing across the wind
my daughter laughing in that so saturated face
as friend and i sit down to a morning game
i swore i would take advantage of his saké rejuvenation

i seem to remember
the taste of my...

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Cruising To Insanity

I did it! I finally got a newer car and I am very proud
Calling my friends and family now, to tell them so out loud


Its green, has a sunroof, just perfect, just for me
PT Cruiser is my car that has made me so...

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Watching from pin hole
lamps of baked clay.
Every thorn was in my flesh.

I was losing my voice
in crowd of maniacs.
Dragonflies climbing on worn leather.

Through cracked sunroof –
skull splinters into million heirlooms.
Fever climbs the feudals.

Why were you impatient with me?
I was narrating a shocking tale.
Frogs had acquired...

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It was just a 1964 Beetle
dressed in its finest
VW red;
the best car
on the road,
spin on a dime,
driv’in  half a mile on fumes
with three spark plugs;
yes I said three spark plugs,
don’t you know the forth
wouldn’t stay plugged in,
it popped out every time and 
rattled around...

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How I Miss You

By calling you on weekend
By reading your favorite novel
By eating your admirable dessert
By watching your left behind tv series
By trying to sleep on your sofa
By roaming around your apartment block
By cleaning your ever dirty sunroof car
By drinking your remaining bottles of wine
By...

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Cruising for a bruising, I wreck my blue car.
It runs on regular with no gas gage, goes far.

She ran the yellow light at sixty. I went on green.
Her witness date, on same yellow light.
My car spun a one-eighty, went for four blocks.
Policeman who took me...

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Past winters were extremely harsh
and driving my green Honda was tough;
it's certainly not a luxury car...
whenever I go, it gets me far.
Once it broke down in a parking lot
near Kennedy International Airport; 
and I lost a good day's work
by making me feel like a real...

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