Best Tires Poems

Holidays can put a lot of miles
on the gastronomical tread ...
That last slice of cake
will have you wobbling to bed
So you better hope you’re at home,
and not somewhere else instead
Because now you’re starting to feel faint,
too much turkey is giving you the meat sweats
You’re hearing...

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Crushing of metal, 
The sound of breaking glass, 
Smell of hot engine oil 
And the heat from burning gas. 

All mental control was lost, 
Head throbbing from emotional pain, 
Vision clouded with remorseful tears 
As anger pulsed through swollen veins 

Shaking hands violently shifted gears...

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"We're all vehicles cruising down a road
Fresh quadruplets screwed on, 
One for each corner

At first, the tires friction if sharp
Brighter than a sun in July
Gas on the same roads we took yesterday

The hills stay the same, 
Routes never change
Overtime, the road can scrape up the...

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I keep driving around 
And am bound
To encounter some flats
From some cheating Jeremy's, Brad's and Matt's

I really liked this guy
But all he ever did was make me cry
He refused to love me
When his love was all I could see
I wanted him to be true
And he...

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"YELLOW TIRES ON THE GRASS"



in the hours 
before the hour
the grass is cut.
the cars pass 
from left to 
right, the cigarette 
stays hot until 
the end. traffic 
jam on the 
99 denied another 
given another. dirty 
clothes are made 
clean the pizza 
is on its...

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You have made me so very fierce, 
So your car tires, I now will pierce; 

To find you car then, yes I must
Tire by tire, my knife to thrust; 

With an ice pick, should I swing, 
From your tires, be some air leaking; 

They may...

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In Africa since the 1960s
Africans have been driven
in vehicles with square tires
whose drivers sit and steer
behind square brake-less wheels

January to January vehicles
jerk and jolt all the  way
passengers scream and shout
hardly enjoying  the ride
on rough and pot-holed roads

Most times passengers
leave the seats and kneel
they...

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Tires my emotions,
I'm left with dry vociferations..... (vocabulary(?))
Blanks my mind,
And severs my dictations.
Steals my thoughts,
And rapes my mind.
Breaks and violates,
Privacy shut down.

Feelings closed off,
Barred, avoiding judgement.


~Written in mid-2003 when I was fourteen/fifteen....

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On my 60" HD TV.
I saw a ragged child with a sunburst smile.
Wearing a patchy blue dress
more dirt than fabric on it.
For fun she was rolling a bent bike tire.
With a thin stick down a dog-eared road.
Somehow, she kept the ancient tire rolling straight.
She kept...

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When I bent and reached there down, 
The tire made a hissing sound; 

Each puncture made a blow, 
Releasing air and letting it flow; 

Now look who got that simple gift, 
Some flat tires, did so swift; 

See the car I'm standing near? 
Has whistling...

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The car's engine Fred often fires.
He. simply, first checks the car's tires
And off moves, tires spitting fires:
Tubular rollers end up criers;
Traffic wardens with their "Stop!" liars:
Fred at what he loves never tires!

The strength Free Fred uses he hires
From booze and kola sold by Mires...

After three...

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when life is running just fine
purring like a cat, in its prime
some night under a full moon
a werewolf craps on your silver spoon
turns your heart into a burning tire...

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My bug out bag would include my grandchildren.
It would have to be large, because I have ten.
My cat and dog would go in and my wild raccoons.
They count on me for their food right?

My husband could stay home.
I have had him so long we are...

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I’m Back

I’m back to the hotel in Springfield, Illinois.
Safe travels and great
Time on the I-55 time machine.

Old friends came along with me,
Smells of hot
Rubber, and gasoline.

New sights, some in burning
Memory, some
Schmeered across the
Windscreen of my mind.

Felt my daddy’s calm
Fall upon me somewhere
Between the wheel and
The...

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Mediocre we need not flatter
With laurels on a cheap platter:
Hero’s Effort make a matter;
A dropped metal’s heavy clatter…

“What is right” we foully batter
And Future Foundation scatter,
When save we just can The Latter 
And ensure True Victory later…

Mediocre we must not flatter:
On our clothes staining mud...

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