Best Taillights Poems

The year was 1978, 
my car, once again on the fritz;
I stuck out my thumb going to and from work 
hoping to catch a hitch.

After...

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Ice crystals form on a once dusty road
Taillights shining brightly amongst the smoke
The old tall oak bruised but still standing strong
A pickled blackened heart no...

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I beckon nature to play her Symphony of Spring
when everything comes alive, revived once more.
When resident avian will have a chorus as backup, 
perched along...

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Sitting on the soft cushion seat
Start of turtle movement
The advert on the bus
Is the only catchy appeal
The drumming of the engine
The grunting of the taxi
Dusk...

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There was a moment 
in time and space no distance 
can erase when she was standing 
on an island in the middle 
of Times Square,...

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Down dusty roads by ways,
Hidden trails spreading wide.
I've been seeking freedoms,
Blazing liberty on the back,
Of my Harley Davidson two,
Wheeling masterpiece.
 Along our nations country side.
I'm...

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The Living God has moved on 
Jesus in his memory, cherry taillights
Receding down a long desert highway
Jesus’ words were, and still are, 
The only true...

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It doesn’t seem like that long ago I was heading to the park
Meet some friends and play until well after dark
It was a special time...

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Ribbons of silver light
Crimson in amber strings drift ahead of me
Red, Gold, and Green sway absently
As the engine hums into the night
Passing the shop windows...

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We said goodbye two years ago today -
I'll never forget the way I felt that day.
I couldn't breathe when the door closed between us
And your...

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taillights shine brightly
as motorcycle stops quick
deer crosses the road...

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Light gleaming, bouncing to and fro
Raybans and Coppertone Sport
Man's best friend ridin' shotgun
Radio cranked...volume 10, what else!
Trunk filled to the brim
Pabst Blue Ribbon gettin' frosty
Scarf...

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Henry stood his rocky ground
     as he watched her board the bus,
Not one time did she look back
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Suburban waste stretches beyond and far away
Languishes under the hot hazy sun
Seasons reap
Memories run
Remembering things better left unseen
Memories reel in the theater on the mind
Things...

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Here I sit...
Behind steering wheel.
My back is numb
My head reels.
Cars pass me left and right
Ribbons of crimson taillights 
Leave traces behind my eye
Deep in my...

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