Best Trucker Poems

He lost his job, now drives a rig.
The pros are small; the cons are big.
A sleeper cab is his abode
on tedious and lonesome road.

In Old...

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Miles of roads while blowing horns 
tiresome bodies their eyes are sore,
Trying to reach a rest stop to avoid 
a jackknifed load.

Hauling the necessities to...

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I’m a long-legged guy,
A macho man, if you will,
Tho still I fell for Little Blue Eyes,
When on the highway I was drawn
Into a Little Town...

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The ever present sound of a 
diesel
Going through its gears
Is the steady beat and constant 
rhythm
He’s known for many a year
And it’s the lullaby that...

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I was cruisen the back roads,in my ole semi truck,
Runnin against my log book,pressin my luck.
When way in the distance,I saw lights just a blinkin,
Couldnt...

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Another night alone
Because the road is all you know.
Carry my heart with you please
Do with it what you will.
Every moment that you are gone
Fear consumes...

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I did not learn to drive until my twenties.
My two poor kids I hauled inside a wagon!
That wagon creaked when filled with groceries!
Fed up, I...

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Across the road from new truck sales
Lay a yard filld with trucks that died
These vehicles' voice offer tales
Once on them a trucker relied

They thought that...

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My Freeway Angel



Caught between two cars
There was no lane between them
Who guided my hand?

Steering crazily
back and forth between them both
It was harrowing

At another time
I was...

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I took a casual stroll through the local cemetery the other day,
Looking for interesting epitaphs and to pay my respects along the way.
Many stones were...

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I drive the night because of open road.
My retreads are sounding strong.
Hauling cars up from New Orleans
Where I'm not sure that I belonged.

Traded whiskey for...

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What is it ‘bout fowl language,
                   ...

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Take it Black

The warm welcome smell of coffee. 
It talks to me. Tells me things I need to know, 
like what time it is, and...

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I was reminiscing the other day about people I've known o'er the years,
And found it strange that their names corresponded with their careers.
For instance, Joseph...

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Driving down the road going mile after mile
I couldn't help but remember your beautiful smile.
My job keeps me gone most of the time
so you got...

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