Best Tyres Poems

The scent of your soul

a caramalized breeze of fruit odours

reverbrating softly through my memory

Throwing me right back in ninth grade 

where we sat side by...

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The scent of your soul
a caramelized breeze of fruit odours
reverberating softly through my memory
Throwing me right back into ninth grade
where we sat side by side
Your...

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The scent of your soul

A caramelised breeze of fruit odours

reverberating  softly through my memory

Throwing me right back in ninth grade

where we sat side by...

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Me cars down at the doctors ‘cause there’s trouble with the coil,
and somewhere I’m losing water so once or twice I’ve had it boil.
It needs...

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Matchstick Bikes 

To tinkers and toilers 
     I salute, 
From mending boilers 
     to weaving jute, 
Man...

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Terror has returned to the heart of Gotham City
Commissioner Gordon’s task sure isn’t pretty
Penguin, the Joker and Riddler are back on the scene
Stirring terror in...

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My alarm clock was set to go off at eight
When I lurched out of bed oh heck I was late
Forgot to move on the clock...

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"This New Eden"

This eden 
rolls gently over me
like Sunlight beams
the car lights shine 
luminosity along 
the road, the dark night
dims eventually and 
morning arrives
This eden...

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1969, two boys on the run
But on the run 
To have much fun
 
Monday night, Boys Brigade
Where on this evening
A life will fade
 
The older...

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I’ll never forget that dark November night
Driving home on a moonless evening
One minute the road ahead seemed to be clear
Then you appeared from out of...

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Alone on a mountain top, she quietly sits.
Looking down below lies a dark pit.
On the other side runs a river next to a valley so...

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I welcome change
For I realize this life as a journey
Travelling insinuates progress
Progress means change
...of scenery, of events, of climate

Everyday I search
Treading one small step in...

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Motionless

It looked such a sorry sight
Standing in the shed
Covered in rust and dust
With just a trace of red

A vibrant red with a flash of black
Across...

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There’s a dimly lit house where a chicken sh*t mouse
Hides in a hole from the man and his spouse
He’s easy to please
Just leave...

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There were special places 
where the mind could hide,
way up in the branches 
of a tall tree, safe within
a ball of leaves,
halfway to heaven.
Or on...

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